Hearing her address herself as Miss Yates, Scarlett Yates was taken aback for a moment. Without much change in her expression, she smiled and reached out to open the car door, "Well, goodbye, Mr. Saxon."
"Wait a minute." Matthew Saxon, seeing her about to get out of the car without any reluctance, grew even angrier.
Although Scarlett Yates was unwilling, she stopped, "Does Mr. Saxon have something else?"
Matthew Saxon said with a cold face, "Yes, I do."
"Oh, I wonder what it is Mr. Saxon wants?" She blinked and asked with a smile.
Matthew Saxon suddenly pulled her to him. In her surprised gaze, he leaned down and kissed her.
Then, still in her surprised gaze, he released her, brushed her lips with his thumb, and smiled devilishly, "I don't need a verbal thank you. If you want to thank me, make it tangible."
"You..." Scarlett Yates glared at him.
"As for a thank-you gift, I prefer to ask for it myself."
