"Sorry." George showed the sa troubled expression as the front desk lady, "I’m afraid Miss Yates will have to share a room with the Young Master. Besides, even if there were vacant rooms and Miss Yates booked another room, this would quickly reach the ears of the Master, which would inevitably arouse his suspicion."
"So, do I really have to stay with your Young Master?"
George thought seriously for a mont and nodded, "Yes, Miss Yates."
Scarlett Yates let out a long wail in her heart...
Why, why does Heaven have to torture her like this?
She really despises that bastard Matthew Saxon!
"Miss Yates doesn’t actually need to worry." Seeing her looking dejected and sighing, George couldn’t help but chuckle, "Since the Young Master has an agreent with Miss Yates, he will definitely act accordingly. Miss Yates... needn’t worry that the Young Master will..."
Although he didn’t express it fully, Scarlett Yates understood what he ant.
She snorted coldly, "Your Young Master has such skills. Just standing there in the lobby and a bunch of won flock to him. He has so many won throwing themselves at him that he can’t even choose. What am I worried about?"
That sarcastic tone...
George couldn’t help but pause, a hint of deeper aning appearing in his gaze as he looked at her.
He rembered that those won around the Young Master had spoken to him in the sa tone when they were jealous...
Could it be that Scarlett Yates also...
The hotel was built by the seaside, and not far from the entrance was a beach.
Scarlett Yates stood outside for a while, just about to return to her room, when she suddenly saw a crowd gathering on the beach.
More people were heading towards the crowd, and soon, it was surrounded by layers upon layers of people, bustling with excitent.
She looked over curiously but couldn’t see what was surrounded.
She asked with curiosity, "George, can you see what’s going on over there?"
George glanced over without much interest, "It seems like they’re filming sothing."
"Filming?" Scarlett Yates’ eyes lit up, seemingly very interested, and she tiptoed to look over.
Still, she saw nothing.
The crowd was too thick, blocking all her view.
She frowned with disappointnt, "Sigh, I can’t see anything..."
It’s the first ti in her life that she has encountered a film crew shooting in the sa place as her, which is a novel experience for her. Her face was full of curiosity and excitent, like a child who hasn’t grown up yet.
Seeing her like this, George chuckled again, "This is a common location for TV dramas, and there are often crews shooting here. Miss Yates may find it novel now, but after seeing it many tis, it won’t seem so interesting."
Scarlett Yates looked for a long ti but couldn’t see anything, so she withdrew her gaze with a smile, "Sounds like you’ve seen it many tis already."
"Back when Miss Green was filming, the Young Master often asked to visit the set, I..." George realized he had said sothing he shouldn’t have and abruptly stopped, his expression changing.
This was the first ti Scarlett Yates had heard George ntion the matters between Alice Green and Matthew Saxon.
Although he let it slip accidentally, it was clear that Matthew Saxon truly cared about Alice Green.
That inexplicable dullness in her heart resurfaced.
Suddenly, the film shooting that had seed so interesting to her before now seed tedious and unappealing.
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