Chapter 534: Chapter 534: Have a Soccer Team
He suppressed the anger in his heart and picked her up. Her eyelids suddenly twitched, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Matthew Saxon thought she had woken up and was about to scold her, but she blinked and showed him a foolish smile, suddenly reaching out a hand to pat his face twice.
"Handso, handso guy, you’re really good-looking. What’s your na?"
"..." Matthew pressed his lips tightly, his expression darkening.
"Where do you live, do you have a wife? If not, can I... can I marry you? Then we can have a soccer team of kids, each as handso as you. When the boys grow up, they can charm lots and lots of won, and when the girls grow up, they can captivate lots and lots of n."
"..."
She was really drunk, saying such nonsense.
However, listening to her saying she wanted to marry him and have a soccer team of kids with him, Matthew suddenly thought it wasn’t entirely a bad thing that she got drunk.
Truth cos out after drinking...
So, she really wants to marry him, really wants to have his children?
The anger in his heart had just subsided a bit, but when he asked the next question, it flared up again.
"Scarlett Yates, do you want to marry every good-looking guy and have kids with him?"
Scarlett Yates looked at him with a dazed expression for a while, then nodded: "Handso genes... good genes, the kids born will be... pretty! I want to marry a handso guy and have pretty kids!"
Matthew was stunned, his expression quickly darkening as he gritted his teeth and said: "You damn woman, if you dare to marry soone else, I’ll tear that man to pieces."
Unfortunately, such threats have no effect on a drunk person.
Slap.
Scarlett Yates smacked his face, leaving a clear handprint on his fair and handso face, then laughed foolishly: "Handso, why do you look like that bastard Matthew Saxon? If you want to tear soone to pieces, then... find him."
"He’s the most despicable man in the world, yes, I want to chop him into pieces and feed him to Little Yellow!"
He took a deep breath, his eyes gloomy as he asked: "Who’s Little Yellow?"
Scarlett Yates suddenly hiccuped, then turned over in his arms, slowly closing her eyes as her voice beca sleepy and faint: "Little Yellow is... was a stray dog in the yard when I was little."
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Maxwell Saxon was still sitting in the hall.
When Matthew Saxon carried Scarlett Yates downstairs, Maxwell called out to him.
Matthew stopped but didn’t look at him, speaking coldly: "Anything else, brother?"
"Do you know she’s being ostracized at Saint rcy, with no one willing to be with her?" At so point, Maxwell Saxon had a cigarette between his fingers, the ember flickering slightly, yet he didn’t take a single drag, as if he simply enjoyed watching the tobacco burn to ashes bit by bit.
Matthew’s expression changed slightly: "Is this true?"
"You took action against the Thompson Family, causing them to go bankrupt overnight. Bill Thompson was hospitalized in anger that night, and his wife was so shocked she threatened to jump off a building."
After hearing this, Matthew showed no sign of pity, his expression indifferent: "Oh, really? All of this is thanks to their sweetie daughter; they can’t bla anyone else."
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