"I can leave." Matthew Saxon resisted the urge to pull her into his arms. "But I'll say it again, stop associating with Maxwell Saxon, it won't do you any good, you're inviting trouble."
"I know how to handle my own affairs, there's no need for you to worry about me."
"Scarlett Yates, you'd better obey." Matthew clenched his fists, looking at her indifferent yet stubborn eyes. He really wanted to ignore everything and take her into his arms, pretend nothing had happened, and return to how things were before between them.
But he couldn't.
"What if I say no, what will you do?" She seemed to deliberately provoke his anger, looking at him with a cold, challenging gaze.
"You know very well, if you anger me, I have many ways to make you submit, but I don't want to do that, so Scarlett, you'd better obey willingly, don't force me to act against you."
