"You have no idea how satisfying it is to see him get frustrated with you."
"Angela, you've got it wrong." Scarlett Yates chuckled lightly, "He doesn't care much about me."
"How could I be wrong?" Angela frowned at the doubt, "That guy's eyes only light up when he's looking at you. When he looks at others, he always has that aloof attitude, like no one else matters."
"With his status and that devilishly handsome face, if he didn't genuinely like you, would he really swallow his pride like this? Plus, I didn't expect Maxwell Saxon to like you too. Scarlett, I truly admire you; both of the toughest brothers from the Saxon Family are under your spell. You're amazing."
"Angela, you're definitely mistaken. The one he loves isn't me." Scarlett wore a bitter smile, "He already has a child with another woman, how could he truly love me?"
"What?" Angela was so shocked she nearly knocked over the water cup on the table.
