Now, everything has turned on its head.
The way he used to treat other women, now, the woman he likes treats him the same way.
Heavenly justice, how it spins.
"I don't know." Scarlett Yates looked him in the eye, calmly shook her head, "You lack neither money, nor power, nor women. And I am just an ordinary, nothing special. I really don't know what the exalted Second Young Master Saxon truly wants from me."
"I've thought and thought, if I must say there's something on me you wish to have, it would only be my body."
As soon as these words fell, she felt the temperature around her suddenly drop, a wave of chill rushing straight at her.
Matthew Saxon's face instantly darkened, the hidden fury in his eyes ignited as he enunciated word by word: "Scarlett Yates, say that again, what do I want from you?"
He really did look terrifying.
Like he was about to devour her, and in a raw, live-fashion.
