She continued her incessant muttering, saying similar things non-stop for at least ten minutes.
During that time, Matthew Saxon quietly listened to her without interrupting, waiting until she had finished speaking.
"Scarlett Yates, do you have anything else to say?" He pinched the bridge of his nose, his pale face showing obvious fatigue, with a slight frown.
After listening to her complaints for so long, he felt like there was a buzzing bee constantly humming by his ear.
She was taken aback, looked down and thought carefully, then shook her head, "Not for now."
"Alright, since you've finished speaking, is it my turn now?"
He started the car and drove very fast. Because this villa area was on the suburban edge, there were very few vehicles, and Scarlett Yates felt like the car was speeding.
The scenery outside the window was passing by too fast to see clearly, only a blur of images.
