Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 784: Don’t Follow Me
When dealing with his enemies, Matthew Saxon never shows mercy, and this time is no exception.
He scrutinized Scarlett Yates for a moment, and then with a sneer, said, "If Miss Nelson hadn’t mentioned it, I would have forgotten how I mistook a sparrow for a phoenix and cherished it so dearly, only for it to turn around and fly into someone else’s arms. It turns out, sincere affection really is quite cheap."
His veiled sarcasm left Stella Nelson confused.
She only knew that Matthew Saxon had wronged Scarlett Yates. How could it sound like Scarlett had wronged him?
She froze for a moment, furrowed her brows, and was about to respond when Scarlett Yates tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Stella, let’s not talk about it anymore. He hasn’t wronged me."
"But... wasn’t he with that Ding family girl...?"
"That was a misunderstanding. I’ll explain it to you slowly later."
"If it’s a misunderstanding, why haven’t you reconciled?"
"It’s a long story. Anyway, when there’s a chance, I’ll tell you everything. You and Mr. Smith enjoy your meal, I’m going out for a walk." Saying this, Scarlett Yates stood up.
From start to finish, she never turned around to look at Matthew Saxon.
"Mr. Smith, I just remembered I have something to do, I’ll attend to it first, see you later."
The same confusion was evident in the matchmaking gentleman.
He glanced at Stella Nelson, then at Matthew Saxon, and finally at Scarlett Yates. Although his face still bore an befuddled expression, he was eager for Scarlett to leave and quickly nodded, saying, "If Miss Yates has business, please attend to it first, I’ll take care of Miss Nelson."
With a third wheel around, he couldn’t perform at his best.
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Scarlett Yates fled in panic.
She almost sprinted out of the restaurant.
A gust of wind blew towards her, hitting her somewhat pale cheeks.
Matthew Saxon’s words, every single one was piercing.
Mistaking a sparrow for a phoenix...
She smiled bitterly, standing at the bustling roadside, not knowing where to go.
Just two minutes after she left, Matthew Saxon stood up as well.
His female companion was a young model in her early twenties, not yet famous but very charming, and was being groomed by Seymour’s entertainment company.
This young model, though young, had great ambition, actively throwing herself at Matthew Saxon, hoping for preferential treatment from the company.
"Where are you going, Second Young Master?"
Seeing Matthew Saxon turn and walk out, the young model was momentarily stunned. She grabbed her Chanel bag, swayed her hips, and caught up to him.
She clung to Matthew Saxon’s arm, wrapping herself around him, and cooed, "Second Young Master, aren’t we going to eat here? I’m hungry."
"Then don’t follow me." Matthew didn’t even glance at her, speaking coldly.
The young model had gone through great lengths to arrange this meeting with him; she wouldn’t miss the chance, entwining more intimately, step by step until she said, "If Second Young Master leaves, what’s the point in eating alone? Wherever you go, I will go."
"Suit yourself."
Walking out the door, Matthew Saxon looked around, and after a short while, found the person he was searching for.
He watched Scarlett Yates cross the street and enter the shopping mall opposite.
Contemplating for a few seconds, he lowered his head, expressionless, looking at the woman clinging to him like an octopus: "Didn’t you want bags and jewelry? Go buy them now."
