Chapter 263: Chapter 263: This is Clearly Being Unreasonably Troubleso
Encountering soone as odd as Knox Simmons, Scarlett Yates suddenly felt so of the heaviness in her heart dissipate.
Knox Simmons furrowed his handso brows and said angrily, "How can you say that? Since you agreed to do sothing for soone, you must follow through."
This was clearly unreasonable.
Scarlett Yates rubbed her forehead in frustration, "Young Master Simmons, don’t take the drunken words seriously. I still have things to do and no ti to chat with you idly. Please stop following ."
Not sure if Alice Green was rescued yet.
Scarlett Yates didn’t particularly like that woman, but she wasn’t cruel enough to hope for Alice Green’s death.
After saying that, she walked to the area with the most people near the beach.
She wasn’t completely without worry.
Matthew Saxon hurried over, surely to save Alice Green.
The sky had already darkened, and the sea was pitch black. It was high tide at night, so no matter how good a swimr he was, jumping into the sea in a panic to save soone was very dangerous.
No matter the circumstances, once a person panics, accidents are likely to happen.
She felt uneasy, and her steps quickened, her heart like a pot suspended in mid-air.
"Are you rushing over to see if that woman Alice drowned or if Matthew Saxon drowned?" At her frenzied mont, the annoying voice behind her kept jabbering.
"If you’re worried about that Alice woman, I don’t think you need to. She’s your rival in love; wouldn’t it be great if she’s dead?"
"If you’re worried about Matthew Saxon, there’s even less need. He can’t forget other won even when he has you. A heartless man like that, dead or alive, why bother watching?"
"If neither of them is dead, you might go over there and find them hugging each other and crying; won’t that upset you even more?"
"You’d better co with ; there’s plenty of fun on this island, and later there’s a banquet on the yacht. How about going together?"
"If you don’t want to attend the banquet, we can sail the yacht to the island across and have a candlelit dinner there. There’s a private dining spot with great flavors, and I’m sure you’ll like it."
"Scarlett, Scarlett..."
The man behind kept talking non-stop, like a box opened, as if he would keep talking unless she responded.
Scarlett Yates was so annoyed by his rambling that she felt her head was about to explode, and she was tempted to hit soone.
She couldn’t take it anymore, had to stop, turned back fiercely staring at him, "Young Master Simmons, I’m not interested in n like you. Even if you talk for a day and night, it’s useless."
"Why?"
Knox Simmons furrowed his brows, his face prettier than a woman’s, showing a hint of confusion, "What’s wrong with n like ?"
Don’t all won like good-looking, wealthy, interesting n with great xxx skills?
He t every condition.
Why wasn’t she interested in him? Could she have fallen for that heartless Matthew Saxon?
Scarlett Yates glared at him without any sympathy and bluntly said, "First, I hate n who casually flirt with won. Second, I hate talkative n. Third, I hate n who wear pink clothes. Fourth, I hate n who spray a lot of cologne. Fifth, and most importantly, I hate n with Peach Blossom Eyes who casually flirt. Unfortunately, Young Master Simmons ets every point of what I hate."
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