She actually started playing dirty.
Matthew Saxon's two handsome brows knitted together, and a flicker of anger clouded his peach blossom eyes. "Scarlett Yates, do you have no self-respect at all?"
"Of course I have self-respect, but it depends on what I'm using it for." Scarlett let out a cold snort through her nose. "Matthew Saxon, don't think I don't know what you're up to. You want to shoo me away so you can fool around with that little nurse, right? If I stay, I'll ruin your good time."
"What nonsense are you spouting!" His brows furrowed tighter and his face instantly darkened.
In her eyes, was his taste really that bad?
Even if he did have that kind of thought, he wouldn't be undiscriminating to that extent.
