Scarlett Yates saw his eyebrows crease slightly, then he said something to her.
She didn't hear the sound, but she understood the lip movement.
He was saying, Scarlett Yates, come here.
This overly handsome man, even the way he frowned, carried a hint of allure.
Scarlett still didn't move.
The vague, frightening thoughts in her heart seemed to be becoming clearer.
She watched as Matthew Saxon walked step by step towards her, and seeing that increasingly clear handsome face, her face suddenly turned much paler.
A terrible thought emerged from the depths of her heart.
She widened her eyes in terror, her arms and legs shaking like Pighead Man's.
No...how could it be...how could she possibly...
She had always disliked him, this aversion had never changed from the beginning till now.
It would never change in the future.
He was exactly the type of man she detested, frivolous, unlearned, playing with other people's feelings recklessly, flaunting his wealth and power everywhere.
