Scarlett Yates struggled to tilt her head back.
Too close, his breath was all she could smell, this dangerously intimate distance carried a fatal allure, and being stared at so intently by him left her mind a blank.
She couldn't even say a complete sentence.
She was angry at her own incompetence and hated his frivolity and carelessness.
"Harsh words, are you referring to the ones from last night?" Matthew Saxon slightly smiled, kindly saying aloud the words she wanted to express.
Seeing him smile and speak those words aloud, Scarlett Yates was taken aback, then snorted coldly, "Since you know, Second Young Master, then please let go of me and let me leave."
"Leave, where to?"
"That's none of Second Young Master's business."
"What if I insist on getting involved?"
"I fear Miss Green would be heartbroken if she found out."
