His eyes were half-open, with a faint smile, "Being my woman, isn't it good? I can satisfy your spiritual needs as well as your material needs. Jewelry, luxury cars, villas, I can give you everything you want. Don't you want to think about it seriously?"
He had always been generous with women.
If a woman could please him, he would fulfill any request.
Faced with such tempting conditions, Scarlett Yates's face turned grim, and anger flared up in her eyes.
She glared venomously at the man who was immensely arrogant, gritting her teeth, "Young Master, I want your life, will you give it to me?"
Matthew Saxon was taken aback, frowning slightly.
Scarlett pointed in a certain direction, sneering, "Didn't you say you could satisfy all my demands? Alright then, as long as you immediately run into a wall and die, I'll agree to your request."
That damned bastard.
