"Scarlett, it's not what you think." Matthew Saxon sensed her tension, his large hand landing on her back, gently soothing her, "If they really wanted to do something to me, they wouldn't set such an obvious trap. Look, even you find it unusual, wouldn't that make this trap a bit too much of a failure?"
"But why does he insist on you going personally, don't you find that strange?" She bit her lip, eyes full of worry, not relaxing even after his comforting words.
"I don't know either, but trying to make a move on me isn't that easy. Since I'm prepared, I'll only go when I'm ready, even if there are unexpected situations, I can handle them."
"Besides, I have acquaintances there; I've already given them a heads up. There'll be someone to ensure my safety, so you don't need to worry anymore, okay?"
With this sentence, he deceived Scarlett Yates, having to fabricate a few lies to reassure her.
However, Scarlett did not suspect anything.
