Even if she agreed to the bet, she would never use Matthew Saxon as a wager.
Alice Green laughed, a touch of disdain in her eyes as she looked at her, her gaze rising in provocation, "What's wrong, don't you dare?"
"I'm not interested in playing such boring games with you."
"Is it really disinterest or lack of confidence?" Alice Green's smile deepened at the corners of her lips, the challenge in her eyes growing more intense, "Scarlett Yates, honestly, you're unsure deep down, aren't you? You can't truly determine how deep Matthew's feelings are for you. So, you don't dare to bet with me, you know that in his heart, you're not that important either."
"At least not important enough for him to forsake everything for you, I'm right, aren't I?"
"Looking at it this way, you're not much, after all."
Her gaze was both contemptuous and dismissive, wearing an expression of superiority, looking at Scarlett Yates as if seeing a defeated opponent.
