Scarlett Yates nonchalantly said, "With someone of his status, naturally, his friends would also be from prominent backgrounds. You all know how the sons of wealthy families spend money like water. As long as they're happy, money isn't an issue. I initially thought that it's wise not to let wealth slip away to outsiders, so if there's money to be made, it shouldn't benefit others. But girls like you who are so proud and aloof surely wouldn't want to associate with rich boys to avoid misunderstandings."
After finishing, she sighed, looking regretful. She turned around and quietly added, "Two million a year."
"Senior!" Scarlett hadn't even stepped out when someone grabbed her.
The few people who had just been angrily berating her surrounded her with ingratiating smiles. "We were just joking earlier, hoping you wouldn't mind. To know a man like Young Master Saxon is every woman's dream. You're really something else, senior."
