"But now it's good, you've finally broken up." Watching Scarlett Yates' face turn pale, Alexis Denton's smile grew even more triumphant. "From now on, Matthew Saxon no longer has to force himself to be with a poor woman like you."
Alexis Denton's smile was both proud and arrogant: "Poor people should have the awareness of being poor, wishful thinking can only ever be wishful thinking."
Seeing that the blow had landed almost entirely, Alexis Denton stepped back two steps satisfyingly, brushing away the burgundy locks covering half of her brow with one hand. She curved her lips flirtatiously, "It's getting late, tonight I've arranged to meet Matthew at the hotel. Oh, by the way, we've been spending every night there lately. It's your family's hotel where we first met, you should know which one it is, right?"
After flaunting with glee, she covered her mouth and laughed coquettishly.
Her laughter was quickly drowned out by the bustling crowd.
