Scarlett Yates seemed to see a small dog abandoned in the corner of the wall, looking at Knox Simmons with his pitiful look, she couldn't help but laugh and nodded at him: "Mm, I will go."
Once more assured, Knox Simmons felt a little relieved, his thin lips curled up as he smiled at her: "Then let's meet again."
"Okay, let's meet again."
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Richmond Hotel.
While waiting for the dishes to be served.
Matthew Saxon covered his lips and coughed a few times, noticing Scarlett Yates was watching him, he coughed more vigorously, watching her face discreetly as he coughed.
"Why don't you let the doctor give you a thorough check-up?"
Scarlett was initially indifferent, but seeing him cough more and more severely, her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, eyes showing a trace of unrecognized worry.
But Matthew noticed.
He coughed a couple more times, pretending to be very tired, rubbed his brow for a while, then said hoarsely: "There's nothing wrong, why check."
