"I told Old Master Yates about you being trapped here. He doesn't want to be enemies with the Saxon Family, so he agreed to my request and is willing to hide it from Dad and let us leave."
"With his help, we will definitely be able to leave."
Matthew Saxon quietly looked at her, saying nothing, his eyes carrying a bit of hesitation and doubt, as if he was seriously considering whether to believe her.
In the end, he was indeed swayed.
Scarlett Yates bit her lip, deciding to strike while the iron is hot, suddenly rushing forward and throwing herself into his arms to tightly embrace him.
She seldom acted so proactively.
Her face was burning with heat, revealing a faint blush on her fair skin, her heartbeat was fast and chaotic. She pressed her face against his chest, greedily taking a breath, her face flushed as she softly said, "Can you trust me one more time? Just this once."
Matthew Saxon's body stiffened, stunned, with surprise glancing downward.
