"Oh." Matthew Saxon was clearly immune to such insults, remaining unfazed as he said, "A lot of people say that."
"You're terrible!"
"Oh."
The more indifferent he appeared, the more it irked Scarlett Yates. She had a thousand things to curse him with in her mind, yet what came out were the most useless ones, "Is it really that fun to mess with people?"
Matthew seriously thought about it, replying sincerely, "It is indeed quite amusing."
"You..." She was so angry she wanted to bite him a few more times.
Just as she opened her mouth, pretending to bite his arm, a voice she didn't care for echoed, "Matthew, are you going out?"
Scarlett froze as if someone had stopped her, holding the same position for a few seconds before slowly turning her head.
"Yes, Grandpa." Matthew looked at Ian Douglas standing at the staircase and walked over with Scarlett in his arms.
"Where to?" Ian Douglas's cool gaze slowly fell on Scarlett, his brow furrowing in apparent displeasure.
