<h4>Chapter 209: Chapter 209 Scarlett, You Are the Most Gentle and Lovely</h4>


    The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, biting her lips so hard that she left a row of teeth marks.


    Damn Matthew Saxon, hateful Matthew Saxon, bastard Matthew Saxon, lecherous Matthew Saxon.


    To y with her so cruelly, she cursed him to be impotent immediately, never to be a man again!


    "Who said I was bringing Natalie Hughes?" Just as she was ready to m the door in anger and leave, Matthew Saxon’s voice sounded behind her with a smile.


    "Your little mind likes to imagine things all day long. If I were bringing her, why would I need you?"


    Scarlett Yates’ back stiffened. After a moment, she returned to normal but spoke coldly, "Then why did you nod just now?"


    Matthew Saxon froze for a moment, couldn’t help but smile.


    So this little woman suddenly threw a tantrum because she misunderstood him.


    She cared so much about Natalie Hughes, does that mean she also cares about him?


    Thinking this way, Matthew Saxon’s mood inexplicably brightened, and he smiled again, patiently exining, "Natalie is a makeup artist. She can help you with a delicate makeup, and you need to tidy your hair. If I take you just like this, people might think I don’t value you."


    But... even if that’s the case, she still didn’t want Natalie to do her makeover.


    Of course, Scarlett Yates didn’t say this out loud.


    The fact that he just met Natalie and already knew what she does made Scarlett Yates feel uneasy.


    But Matthew Saxon’s words further confirmed the special identity of the person she was going to meet.


    What kind of family is the Saxon Family?


    In A City, it’s a prestigious family no one can surpass. Matthew Saxon, from a young age, had his nose in the air with pride. If someone can make him regard them so highly, it’s either because their status surpasses his, or they’re someone he deeply cares about.


    Although Scarlett Yates was initially resistant, she couldn’t help but be curious now.


    "Who exactly am I going to meet?" She’s impatient, and once she’s curious, she can’t help but want to know the answer sooner.


    Matthew Saxon smiled cunningly, pretending to be mysterious, "Why hurry? You’ll know when the timees."


    He pulled her back, "Right now, the most urgent issue is your appearance."


    Scarlett Yates felt ufortable hearing that, immediately retorting angrily, "What’s wrong with my appearance?"


    Matthew Saxon sat back, spread his handszily on the couch, and nced up and down at her, "Dressing like this is fine usually, but not today."


    As he spoke, he dialed a call and gave some instructions to the person on the other end.


    After hanging up, he pondered for a moment and looked at Scarlett Yates, saying, "Natalie will be hereter, you..."


    He seemed to be contemting the right words to express his thoughts, paused for a few seconds, then slowly said, "Try to cooperate with her."


    As soon as he finished speaking, Scarlett Yates let out a coldugh, her tone calm yet tinged with sarcasm, "Young Master, rest assured, I know Miss Hughes is your confidante, the Young Master’s friend, I wouldn’t dare treat her poorly, nor deliberately make things difficult."


    If another woman had said this, Matthew Saxon’s expression would have turned cold long ago.


    He disliked women who enjoyed making sarcastic remarks out of jealousy.


    Yet, when Scarlett Yates spoke so sarcastically, instead of getting angry, he cheerfully smiled, his face not turning cold but growing softer, "What kind of confidante is she? Barely acquaintances. In my heart, Scarlett, you are still the kindest and most adorable, you don’t need to be concerned about her."