Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Thrown Into the Crocodile Pool
In fact, this woman’s figure is not only not frail but actually quite curvaceous.
It’s just that she usually dresses too casually, hiding her good figure completely.
"Young Master, Young Master, I really made a mistake, I won’t dare to do it again, please let
go."
Scarlett lifted her head desperately, speaking with a crying tone, "Young Master, I swear to you, I promise I won’t tell anyone about the photos, you... cough cough cough..."
Just at the mont of Matthew Saxon’s distraction, water rushed into Scarlett’s mouth and nose.
Tears flowed as she choked, her body constantly struggling in the water in panic.
Water splashed all over the floor.
Matthew Saxon was also drenched in water.
Watching her struggle awkwardly in the water for four to five seconds, Matthew finally reached out and lifted her out.
Scarlett’s face was red, collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.
He looked down at her coldly, "This ti it’s just a small lesson, if you talk nonsense again, I’ll throw you into the crocodile pool."
Scarlett barely caught her breath, and upon hearing this, her face turned white again, "Crocodile pool?"
Matthew Saxon’s lips curved slightly, enjoying her pale face from fear, "There is a crocodile pool in the backyard of the Saxon Family, no one told you about it?"
Her face turned even paler, shaking her head chanically.
No one had told her that the Saxon Family had a crocodile pool.
She had heard before that rich people liked to keep very unique pets.
Ordinary folks only keep cats and dogs, but those with more money than they know what to do with prefer to keep large beasts.
Lions, tigers, leopards, bears...
The more people fear them, the more they like them, not only keeping them but keeping three or five of them.
So, for a wealthy family like the Saxons, keeping a pool of crocodiles isn’t surprising.
Thinking about a pool of crocodiles at the Saxon Family ho made Scarlett’s body tremble involuntarily.
She lay motionless beside the bathtub, water still dripping from her body, her hair wet and clinging to her cheeks.
Scared by him, her face turned paper-white, her sharp chin showing a soft, fragile curve.
Her bright, moist eyes held a trace of unease and fear, like a startled fawn.
Matthew Saxon stared at her for a few seconds, a flicker of a different emotion flashing in his eyes, speaking calmly, "Afraid? Knowing fear, keep yourself in check from now on."
Scarlett nodded weakly.
It was the first ti she’d been tornted so badly.
Looking at the hateful, handso face looming above her, she quietly made a resolution, she was going to get back at him for this.
Scarlett Yates and Matthew Saxon, at odds with each other!
As if seeing through to her thoughts, Matthew suddenly crouched down, his cool fingertips pinching her chin, raising it to eye level with him, "Thinking about how to take revenge on ?"
Scarlett was shocked, quickly denying, "No."
"Oh?" Matthew’s eyes glead, his smile deep, "Earlier you were glaring at
like you wanted to eat , weren’t you thinking about revenge?"
"Young Master, you’ve misunderstood."
"Misunderstood?"
Scarlett nodded, enduring a chill of goosebumps all over, flattering, "Actually, I was just shocked by the Young Master’s beauty just now."
Matthew Saxon was montarily stunned, then began to laugh with ambiguous aning.
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