<h4>Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Borrow it for a few days first</h4>


    Those eyes were clear and lively, like the most brilliant stars.


    Knox Simmons’s breath hitched, and he stared at her, dumbfounded.


    It wasn’t until an extremely cold gaze pierced his body that he snapped back to reality.


    The scene darkened as his view was blocked by a shadow.


    Just as he was about to lose his temper, a dangerously cold voice without a trace of warmth rang above his head, "Knox Simmons, you’ve dared to hit on my woman, your guts are indeed huge."


    "Your woman!?" Knox lifted his head in astonishment.


    If looks could kill, he would’ve been dead at Matthew Saxon’s hands by now.


    The gloomy, icy stare was full of murderous intent, as if he wished to tear him into a thousand pieces.


    He opened his mouth in surprise, but after a few seconds, he nonchntly smiled and saidzily, "Matthew, why so serious, I’ve touched your woman before, since when did you start to care this much?"


    "This girl is quite interesting, anyway you have plenty of women around you, just lend her to me for a few days."


    Ha, Matthew Saxon’s woman.


    Matthew Saxon changed women faster than he changed clothes. If every woman he ever had a fling with counted as his woman, he’d have countless women indeed.


    As one of the four young masters of A City, Knox Simmons had a decent friendship with Matthew Saxon, and their families had quite a bit of interaction in private.


    The Simmons Family was also a well-known prestigious family in A City, and in terms of economic strength, they were not far behind the Saxon Family.


    Because Knox Simmons was a few years younger than Matthew Saxon, to Knox, Matthew was like a brotherly figure, and when it came to women, he would hand them over without frowning if Knox fancied them.


    This time, Knox Simmons, as usual, asked him to let go of Scarlett Yates.


    It was just a woman after all, he thought, Matthew Saxon would definitely not refuse.


    "Not her." The cold voice offered no room for negotiation, "Either get lost now or I’ll have someone send you back to the Simmons Family."


    Knox Simmons stood dumbfounded.


    He stared incredulously at Matthew Saxon, his expression beyond simple shock, "Goodness, Matthew, this is the first time you’ve refused me, you’re not..."


    Without letting him finish, Matthew Saxon’s expression darkened, and he sneered, "Seems like you want to go home. I’ll notify Father Simmons right away, I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to know your whereabouts."


    He pulled out his phone...


    Matthew Saxon had just pressed a few numbers when Knox Simmons, as if seeing a monster, jumped up and ran, "No, no, I’ll go, I’ll go right away!"


    If he really got caught and sent back this time, with his old man’s temper at home, he wouldn’t be thrashed half to death.


    He didn’t want to end up dead before reaching adulthood.


    After taking a few steps, he turned back, unwilling to let go, and looked towards Scarlett Yates, longing, "Miss, I’ll be at this bar every evening. If Matthew Saxon ever dumps you, remember toe find me, don’t forget my name, I’m Knox Simmons, and I’ll be waiting for you!"


    Just after shouting, he felt two cold lights shoot towards him, as if to pierce a hundred bloody holes in him, the stare was as sharp as a knife.


    Knox Simmons chuckled awkwardly and quickly said, "Joking, I’m just joking."


    Matthew Saxon let out a coldugh, his slender fingers gliding over the phone screen, pressing another string of numbers...


    Knox Simmons’s face immediately changed, cursed under his breath, and left with a sullen face.