Chapter 714: Chapter 714: Being Followed
Now, hadn’t she already successfully made him let go of her?
From now on, he wouldn’t cling to her anymore, yet she felt an emptiness inside.
Under the night sky, the city was lit with thousands of dazzling lights, one after another, like a vast starry sky.
A gust of wind blew against her face.
Scarlett Yates felt a chill on her cheeks.
She had cried a little earlier, and the tears on her face hadn’t completely dried. The wind made it feel cold.
She wiped her face, and as she walked to a crossroads, her stomach suddenly growled.
Hungry, to the point where even her stomach was protesting.
It had been several hours since she finished work, and she hadn’t eaten anything. The al with Nash Collins left her without any appetite; after being taken advantage of, she was still left hungry.
Today really wasn’t a good day.
Determined not to let her stomach suffer no matter how wronged she felt, Scarlett decided to find a restaurant and have a proper al.
It’s said that when people feel down, eating a big al might help alleviate the low spirits.
A few steps ahead, she would reach the sidewalk.
Scarlett saw a seafood stall across the street with a flashing neon sign and decided to eat there to fill her stomach.
However...
She had just walked a few steps when sothing felt off.
It seed like sothing was following her.
With that thought, Scarlett imdiately turned around.
A very conspicuous Lamborghini was less than five ters behind her.
Since it was waiting at a red light, the car was stationary.
She felt that Lamborghini looked familiar, but after thinking for a mont, she just laughed at herself and turned back.
She actually felt her heart race when she saw that Lamborghini earlier.
Just because both Matthew Saxon and Maxwell Saxon had Lamborghinis, seeing a car like theirs made her reactions beco abnormal.
But there were wealthy people everywhere, especially in a central city area like this. Seeing a few luxury cars wasn’t surprising; it didn’t warrant such a reaction from her.
However, that Lamborghini did look extrely familiar, and she vaguely rembered that Maxwell Saxon’s car was the sa model.
Could she have coincidentally run into Maxwell Saxon?
Scarlett thought the possibility of that was very, very slim.
Even though Maxwell Saxon had arrived in A City, A City was a tropolis with millions of people; how could they just happen to et like that?
She looked around and, after confirming no one was following her, continued to walk forward.
At that mont, the green light ca on, and the car behind began to move.
Scarlett took a few more steps, and that uneasy feeling returned.
Unable to resist, she turned around again, only to see the Lamborghini that should have sped away was instead crawling along at a snail’s pace, keeping a distance of four to five ters from her.
Scarlett’s heart skipped a beat, and she frowned, staring intently at the Lamborghini.
Was the first ti a fluke, and was the second ti also a fluke?
The more she looked, the faster her heart raced.
Could it really be Maxwell Saxon’s car? Had he been following her all along?
She recalled the night she went to South Lake, when a luxury car followed, and later she saw Maxwell Saxon there.
He had followed her before, so why couldn’t he do it now?
To verify her suspicion, Scarlett walked forward a few more steps. This ti, she jogged ahead to the sidewalk, turned to look, and sure enough, the Lamborghini maintained the four to five ter distance, trailing behind her.
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