Chapter 91: I Really Didn’t See Anything
"Scarlett Yates, do you even know how to write the word ’regret’?" A deep voice carried a hint of anger, and a subtle danger she couldn’t quite discern.
Scarlett, oblivious, stood provocatively still, her lips curved in a sweet smile, and asked gently, "Young Master must be joking. I went to Saint Mercy University, of course I can write the word ’regret.’ Surely Young Master knows how, too? I could even teach you for free."
Matthew Saxon stared at her fixedly, his eyes blazing, as if he wished to tear her to pieces, "Very good, you have guts."
Among those who dared to provoke him, thinking carefully, it seemed she was indeed the only one.
Those who do not know the immensity of heaven and earth, whether man or woman, often die rather quickly.
He certainly wouldn’t kill her.
But some punishments are far more interesting than killing.
His gaze suddenly turned icy, a shadow spreading across his eyes, with only two sparks flickering like a beast in the dark night, "It seems you don’t really know how to write the word ’regret.’ How about I personally teach you?"
Scarlett’s reaction was slow, but by now she could sense something was amiss.
Suddenly, she realized Matthew Saxon had somehow gotten up from the ground.
Those legs that had not fully recovered suddenly moved freely, like a gust of wind, and in a blink, he was right in front of her.