The man had a face as clear and handsome as jade, with an aura of nobility, and a faint coldness in his eyes, resembling the cool moonlight, giving an impression of untouchable elegance and sanctity.
He needed not to say a word, yet he could attract everyone's eyes to him.
Matthew Saxon's appearance was enchantingly attractive, those slender, mesmerizing Peach Blossom Eyes were especially charming and beautiful, one subtle glance could captivate anyone's heart.
However, the person stepping out of the car was like a deity, garnering attention yet making people dare not approach easily.
Scarlett Yates's breath slowed a few beats immediately. When that person looked over at her, her face changed slightly, and she reached out to push Matthew away, wanting to get down from his embrace.
To think she would meet Henry Dales here.
And right when she was about to leave, he appeared.
This was too much of a coincidence.
