"Hearing that Young Master's health had issues, they got scared and ran away. So, those old acquaintances of yours are actually your old flames?" She looked at him with innocent eyes, and her tone was also very innocent, as if she was genuinely confused about this matter, and couldn't help but ask him.
Matthew Saxon's slender eyes narrowed slightly, "Scarlett, why don't you like them?"
"Who said I don't like them?" Scarlett Yates finally stopped her repetitive hand movement.
"Oh? If you don't dislike them, then why did you sprinkle chili like it costs nothing?" He remembered specifically telling her that those ladies couldn't handle spicy food.
She blinked, gave a long 'oh,' then said calmly, "Operational error, my hand slipped, and I added a bit too much."
"A bit too much? It looked to me like you poured the whole bottle of chili on it."
"So, Young Master, are you here to call me out?"
