<h4>Chapter 208: Chapter 208: If You Don’t Go, Who Should I Take?</h4>


    Anyway, since he already said she should just eat, she’d just follow his lead and dig in. She figured there wasn’t anything else for her to say.


    She pretended to hesitate for a while, then pretended to concede, "You said it."


    Matthew Saxon chuckled and nodded, "Yeah, I said it."


    With that smile, his enchanting peach blossom eyes sparkled like gems lighting up.


    Scarlett Yates’s little heart couldn’t help but tremble fiercely. She turned her gaze away in a panic, not daring to look at him again.


    A grown man, yet he has a pair of bewitching eyes. Heaven must have mixed up his gender when creating him.


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    Scarlett didn’t bring many clothes, and most of them were what she usually wore, either T-shirts and jeans or sportswear.


    The only two dresses she had didn’t look formal no matter how you viewed them.


    One was a white cotton dress with a strong student vibe, and the other was a strapless sporty dress meant for beach outings.


    She rummaged through the pile of clothes again and again but still couldn’t pick a suitable one.


    Finally, she gritted her teeth and put on the white cotton dress, applied a light nude makeup, brushed her hair a couple of times, and left it casually draped at the back, figuring it would do.


    "I’m ready; we can go now."


    When she showed up dressed like this in front of Matthew Saxon, his brows furrowed unceremoniously. He scanned her critically from head to toe and raised an eyebrow, saying, "You n to wear this to meet the guests with me?"


    Meet the guests?


    Scarlett pouted, thinking he had just said they were only going to meet some old friends. Now it turned into meeting guests.


    She knew her outfit was hardly suitable but didn’t have any other options, so she said irritably, "I only brought some everyday clothes. This dress is already the most formal among them. If you think it’s inappropriate, then I better not go at all, so I don’t disgrace you."


    This woman really had quite a temper.


    He merely told the truth, and she seemed dissatisfied.


    She already looked a few years younger than her actual age; dressed like this, she seemed like an underage student.


    If he took her out like this, others might think Matthew Saxon was outrageous enough to not spare underage girls.


    Moreover, she was nominally his woman, so how could she dress so casually?


    He looked at her pouting lips from displeasure and said amusingly, "If you don’t go, who do I take?"


    "Isn’t there a Miss Hughes? Miss Hughes is so beautiful, graceful, and charming, and she’s great at cheering people up. The Young Master should take her; she’s the most suitable choice."


    Speaking of Natalie Hughes, even Scarlett herself didn’t realize the hint of jealousy in her tone.


    "Natalie Hughes?"


    Matthew Saxon seemed to consider her suggestion seriously, pondering over it for a moment before nodding, "Had you not mentioned, I would’ve forgotten about her."


    Scarlett couldn’t help but let out a coldugh, "Didn’t the Young Master just remember? Since Miss Hughes is apanying you, then there’s no need for me. I’m going downstairs for something to eat. See you, Young Master."


    Thinking about all the fuss she just went through, Scarlett was angry with herself for listening to him.


    She was such a fool.


    Perhaps he’d already decided on Natalie Hughes long ago, and was just toying with her. Yet she stupidly fell for it.


    The moment she mentioned Natalie Hughes, he immediately agreed, clearly just to tease her.