Maxwell Saxon was silent for a few seconds and then elegantly curled his lips: "That's fine too, Matthew, please trouble you to take Miss Yates back."
"What's the trouble? Although Scarlett and I have broken up, we are still friends after all," Matthew Saxon looked at him with a half-smile.
"Maxwell, let's go then. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid we'll miss the time," Pearl Simmons urged, as if afraid Maxwell would change his mind.
Maxwell didn't say anything further, nodded, and left with Pearl Simmons.
The garden was left with only Scarlett Yates and Matthew Saxon.
Scarlett wanted to leave with them, but her body wouldn't obey her mind. She sat firmly, securely, with no intention of leaving.
It was only after Maxwell and Pearl had left for a while that Matthew slowly turned his gaze back to her.
There was a trace of annoyance in his bewitching eyes. He pressed his lips tightly, looking at her coldly for a long time before saying, "Scarlett Yates, is this fun for you?"
