Alice Green saw this and hugged him even tighter, "Don't go."
Thunder roared, and the rain outside was pouring down.
Seeing that the petite and slender figure was already at the door, Matthew Saxon finally couldn't help but ask, "The rain is so heavy outside, and it's the middle of the night, where are you going?"
Scarlett Yates didn't look back, her voice extremely cold, "Young Master, you should comfort Miss Green well. You don't need to worry about my affairs."
She didn't stay a moment longer, opened the door, and left.
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After three in the morning.
By this time, most people were already asleep.
The empty corridor was dimly lit, the lights flickering on and off.
The window at the end of the corridor was not tightly closed, large raindrops drifted in from outside, fiercely hitting the glass with a ding-dong sound.
Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the black night.
