The meeting didn't end just because Ian Douglas left early. On the contrary, many people lingered, discussing the source and content of that phone call with varied thoughts.
The atmosphere in the conference room was even more heated than during the meeting.
No matter who made the call or what was said, for most people connected with Seymour, this day was destined to be anything but calm.
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"What are you doing?"
Matthew Saxon's deep eyes narrowed slightly, as he stood expressionlessly behind Scarlett Yates, watching her take clothes out of the walk-in closet. As he watched, his brows furrowed.
Scarlett didn't turn around, continuing to take her clothes out.
"Just packing up my things to move to the guest room."
After she started cohabiting with Matthew Saxon, many of their daily essentials were mixed together, with all clothes placed in the same walk-in closet.
Now that she wouldn't be sharing a room with Matthew Saxon, naturally she needed to take her clothes out.
