<h4>Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Facilitated Your Good Deeds</h4>


    After speaking, she clicked her tongue twice in sigh, her sarcastic and disdainful gaze falling on the two people embracing, her disdain even greater than before, "I’m not the kind of person who doesn’t know when to leave. Since the Young Master and Miss Green still have unresolved feelings and wish to take the chance to reminisce, I won’t shamelessly stick around to disturb you."


    Having said this, she turned and walked towards the door.


    Matthew Saxon and Alice Green stood in her way.


    Scarlett Yates directly treated them as obstacles, reaching out to push them away forcefully, lifting her head slightly, curling her lips in a bright but cold smile, "Young Master, don’t say I’m not cooperating with you. Tonight, I’m making things easy for you. Don’t forget to pay me hush money afterwards."


    Above her head, angry eyes threatened to burn her to ashes.


    She didn’t need to look to know how terrifying those eyes, ignited by rage, must be right now.


    He was angry, and she wasn’t surprised at all.


    Just now, she boldly exposed the lingering thoughts of these two hopeless lovers, without leaving any room for politeness. Of course, they were embarrassed and furious.


    Most people in the world are like this.


    Most things can be done, but not said.


    Clearly, they had done everything that should and shouldn’t be done, yet they didn’t allow anyone to speak of it.


    It’s really ridiculous...


    She still slowly lifted her head, fearlessly raising it high, staring at his clouded face, "Young Master, rest assured, I won’t ask for an unreasonable price. The price I’ll set will be fair and just, definitely not ripping anyone off."


    Matthew Saxon clenched his lips tightly.


    His narrow eyes, reduced to a sliver, nearly shot out mes, then surrounded her with this fury, slowly suffocating her in his anger.


    His deep ck eyes narrowed dangerously, each second focused on her exuding a threatening aura.


    "Scarlett Yates, you really are still drunk," a low, icy voice slipped into her body, invading her piece by piece.


    Scarlett shivered, daringly answering back, "Am I the one not sober, or is someone ying at being drunk? You know best, Young Master."


    Matthew Saxon tightened his lips, forcing out a word through clenched teeth, "You..."


    Scarlett Yates chuckled, "Young Master, we’re not strangers here, there’s no need to speak in riddles. I understand, I understand everything."


    She raised an eyebrow, her tone frivolous and disrespectful, "What is love that it makes people willing to live and die for it, right? I get it all."


    Matthew Saxon suddenly opened his eyes.


    His long, narrow phoenix eyes stirred up a storm, veins popping on his forehead in anger, gritting his teeth, "Scarlett Yates..."


    Scarlett Yates picked her ears, "Although my name is indeed a bit cute and pleasant sounding, there’s no need for the Young Master to call it at every chance. It’s gettingte, make the most of your time to pour your hearts out to each other. I’ll be leaving first."


    Under Matthew Saxon’s angry gaze and Alice Green’s utterly shocked expression, she leisurely headed towards the door.


    After just a few seconds of being stunned, Matthew Saxon pushed Alice Green aside, intending to catch up.


    "Brother Matthew..."


    But Alice Green clung tightly to him, crying out again and again, "Brother Matthew, you promised me earlier that you’d stay with me, didn’t you? Are you going back on your word? Please don’t leave, I don’t want you to go."


    These cries of ’Brother Matthew’ abruptly stopped Matthew Saxon in his tracks.