But she's fallen into his territory now, like a lamb entering a tiger's den, and can only follow his whims.
She sighed deeply with endless frustration, and touched her belly that kept protesting, hesitating for a few seconds before deciding to shamelessly go downstairs to find something to eat.
Matthew Saxon seemed to still be asleep, as Scarlett Yates passed by his room, the door remained tightly closed.
When she got downstairs, several maids who were cleaning saw her, stopped what they were doing, and greeted her politely, "Miss Yates."
If Scarlett Yates were a guest of the Saxon Family, it would be natural for them to be polite to her.
Yet within that politeness, there was a certain respect that seemed slightly unusual.
Scarlett pondered for a moment and roughly deduced the reason.
It was all Matthew's fault; now the whole Saxon Family believed she was his girlfriend.
