"Me too, me too..."
After getting all the answers from a few people, Matthew Saxon smiled again, but his eyes lacked any trace of mirth. His pupils, as black as stars, glimmered with a haunting cold light. "If any rumors start spreading around later..."
"No, no, absolutely not."
"We really didn't hear anything."
Matthew seemed satisfied as he nodded, then glanced towards a certain direction, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, and said blandly, "You can go now."
These words like an absolution command, the women's faces immediately showed relief, not daring to linger for even a second longer.
Accidentally overhearing a colossal secret is by no means a blessing.
In an instant, the beauties surrounding him dispersed cleanly, leaving only a lingering rich fragrance in the air.
Smelling the fragrance, Matthew furrowed his brows, displaying a look of disgust.
Such an overwhelming perfume scent, suffocating.
