Scarlett Yates had fair skin.
The wrist that was just tightly gripped by Matthew Saxon now bore red marks. Seeing those marks, Matthew felt a bit regretful about using too much force earlier, but when he thought about how she treated him like a stranger, he couldn't help but find her extremely aggravating.
"Scarlett."
As Scarlett Yates decided to leave with Matthew Saxon, Jimmy Scott's suppressed voice suddenly resonated, "Do you still want the sugar-fried chestnuts? I'll go out and buy some for you later."
Scarlett Yates paused her steps, curled her lips, and smiled, "If there's a stall selling them, please trouble Senior Brother Scott to buy me a portion."
Jimmy Scott's dim eyes instantly lit up, and his somber mood shifted.
But Matthew Saxon's expression turned even uglier.
Once everyone saw Scarlett Yates and Matthew Saxon leave the cafeteria, the atmosphere once again became lively with a more intense round of discussion.
