Chapter 399: Chapter 399: He Brought It Upon Himself
Matthew Saxon tightened his arms even more, his voice growing colder, "What does his life or death have to do with you? What, he just thought it would be fun, randomly calling you his sister, and you truly took him to heart?"
"Scarlett Yates, can you be any more foolish? Are you that easy to deceive?"
Scarlett was held tightly by him, worried about Knox Simmons’s situation but unable to check on him. Anxiously, she yelled at him, "Isn’t he your good friend? How can you not be worried about him? You knew he was afraid of being caught and yet you deliberately deceived him, giving him no ti to escape. Is this how you treat your friends?"
The voice above grew even colder, and Matthew smiled though his expression remained unchanged, continuing, "That brat dared to have designs on you; why would I let him off easily? He brought this upon himself."
Scarlett was stunned for a mont, and when Matthew wasn’t watching her, her expression beca briefly complicated.
She hesitated for a while, and though she knew she shouldn’t ask, she couldn’t help but say, "Do you care if he has designs on ?"
She lifted her head, her pale but delicately beautiful face turned towards him, and her dark eyes quietly gazed at him.
Matthew’s expression slightly changed, and he slowly lowered his head.
This ti, he couldn’t dismiss her lightly as he usually did.
Whether he cared, his heart knew best.
He had been pondering this question for an entire afternoon.
Eventually, he had to face his own heart.
"I..." He moved his lips, about to answer her question, when suddenly the sound of knocking interrupted the prepared words.
Unable to hear his answer, Scarlett felt a bit disappointed, yet also sowhat relieved.
While she anticipated his answer, deep down she feared his response.
She rembered that night at the beach barbecue when she asked him a similar question.
That ti, she asked directly; she asked, Matthew, do you like ?
Back then, how much courage did she muster?
But what she received was his casual and disdainful answer.
He said that if she wished for his answer to be ’like’, then he would say he liked her.
Such an answer made her so angry that it pained her organs, inflad with fury, wishing never to see this person again.
Having experienced such a thing, she recovered and forgot the pain, yet she asked him almost the sa question again.
What was she thinking?
Was the hurt and disdain from that last ti not enough, so she wanted to be hurt by his words again this ti?
Luckily, soone appeared in ti, preventing her from hearing any hateful words; she thought she should thank the person who knocked.
The man outside the door was quite striking, mature and handso, with an extraordinary aura, appearing to be around thirty years old. Every gesture exuded a clear air of superiority.
This superiority was not a deliberate pretense but seed inherent.
It’s a kind of superiority only possessed by those who grew up in a well-off family.
Scarlett looked at the man who knocked, quickly guessing his identity.
Such looks, such aura, appearing at this ti could only an he’s the Young Master of the Simmons Family.
"Matthew, this ti I must thank you properly. Thanks to you, I accurately guessed Knox would jump from the upstairs, and had the whole building surrounded ahead of ti, preventing him from escaping again." Hayes Simmons smiled gracefully as he walked towards them.
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