Does she really think that he’s just bluffing and won’t do anything to her?
"Young Master Saxon, precisely because I rember what you said, I ca here for you to ’teach a lesson.’ Having such a good opportunity to tornt , I think you wouldn’t refuse, right?" Scarlett Yates sat upright, her face bearing a serious expression, speaking earnestly.
Her face showed seriousness, and her tone was extrely earnest, not a hint of joking, as if she was truly ready to let him "tornt" her.
Matthew Saxon’s slightly narrowed eyes first revealed a trace of doubt, a glimr flashed, and he curled his lips playfully, "I can teach you a lesson anyti I want."
Scarlett Yates kept her cool, showing two shallow dimples beside her cheeks, and smiled as she said, "Young Master Saxon ans to let go this ti? Did you suddenly feel reluctant to make a move?"
Matthew Saxon’s eyes remained cold, his thin lips slightly raised, mocking smile briefly appeared, he closed his eyes, unwilling to waste words with her anymore, "Your reverse psychology doesn’t work on , Scarlett Yates. If you want to nod, you’d better co up with sothing more convincing."
Seeing Matthew Saxon slowly close his eyes, the stiff smile on Scarlett Yates’s lips instantly turned into teeth-gritting anger, wishing she could just turn around and leave.
Heaven must think her days aren’t miserable enough; that’s why she has to endure this detestable man.
She secretly clenched her fists, bit her lip, suppressed the anger in her heart, forced a smile even she felt insincere, and said in a lowly manner, "Young Master Saxon, as long as you agree to the change in dication, aside from murder or arson, I’ll do anything."
Matthew Saxon’s eyelids seed to twitch, still closed, lazily responding, "Sounds quite enticing, but you don’t have the chips that attract ."
Scarlett Yates’s patience was reaching its limit, her chest quickly rose and fell a few tis, while he wasn’t looking, she shook her fist, "What exactly do you want?"
She really wanted to throw the dical report right at this damn man’s face!
"If you obediently admit a fault, maybe I’ll consider it." Matthew Saxon finally decided to open his eyes, the captivating, devilish gaze contained endless black like an abyss, with a trace of playful smile, lazily glanced at Scarlett Yates.
Apologize?
Clearly, it was his maliciousness first, she hadn’t done anything wrong, yet now, she had no choice but to lower her head.
Scarlett Yates desperately consoled herself, enduring montarily brings calm, retreat brings wider horizons...
Apologizing to an asshole wouldn’t lose her a piece of flesh; as long as she can complete the task, surrendering her pride is nothing.
Since the day she stepped into Saint rcy, she resolved to soday remain at Saint rcy, and she absolutely wouldn’t let Matthew Saxon beco the obstacle to her goals.
"I shouldn’t have hit you that night at the Dales Family banquet, shouldn’t have splashed coffee on you at the Richmond Hotel, shouldn’t have said many things that upset you when I went to Saxon Clan to find you. Young Master Saxon, I’m truly sorry; please forgive ." Scarlett Yates spoke quickly, her lips moved as if reciting.
After finishing, she exhaled a breath, tugged her stiff lips, put on a compensating smile and asked, "Young Master Saxon, are you satisfied?"
Unexpectedly, Matthew Saxon didn’t even glance at her, rely let out a cold laugh.
Damn!
Scarlett Yates took a deep breath, desperately suppressed the urge to hit him, her heart had already cursed Matthew Saxon hundreds and thousands of tis.
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