<h4>Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Out of Reach</h4>


    Even though she knew he was nothing but sweet talk, Scarlett Yates couldn’t help but blush, biting her lip and turning her head away with a cold snort, pretending disdain, "Young Master, save your honeyed words for your soulmate. It’s a waste saying them to me."


    "How could it be a waste?"


    Matthew Saxon seemed indifferent to her cold sarcasm, his lips curled in a gentle and charming smile, his Peach Blossom Eyes filled with amusement, "Scarlett, aren’t you my soulmate?"


    He was really adept at speaking sweetly.


    This must be the method he habitually used on women.


    In front of women, he charmed them with sweet talk, making their hearts blossom with joy, with their affections slowly sinking.


    In such sweet words, every woman would probably think she is truly the most important person in his heart, falling effortlessly into his web of love, starting to dream in the falsehoods he weaved.


    This man is truly too dangerous.


    He treats others’ emotions like trash, dismissing them without care.


    Yet, it’s him who irresponsibly draws people into his world.


    If she doesn’t escape from him early, guard against him, she might also be like those women around him in the future, given her feelings to him, only to be mercilessly discarded by him.


    He watched her cry, watched her in pain, without a hint of pity.


    Thinking about it, Scarlett Yates suddenly felt a chill over her body.


    How could she be so foolish!


    Actually moved by an unfeeling, cold-hearted man.


    Knowing full well he’s a jerk, one she should avoid, yet she still fell for him.


    She suddenly turned her head, her face that was flushed just a moment ago suddenly turned much paler.


    Matthew Saxon froze, frowned slightly, noticing her change, and squinted his eyes.


    Scarlett Yates’s gaze suddenly became cold, with deliberate detachment, "Young Master, I know you’re used to being like this in front of women, but I ask the Young Master to remember I am not like those lovers who you can flirt freely with. The Young Master is a high and mighty wealthy heir, I am just a in ordinary person, unworthy of being your esteemed soul mate."


    "Oh." Matthew Saxon’s squinted eyes flickered, he smiled and asked seriously, "Then tell me, what kind of soulmate should someone of my esteemed status have?"


    Without thinking, Scarlett Yates said, "Of course, someone with a background simr to Young Master."


    Matthew Saxon smiled and said, "So, saying my wife should also be someone of equal status."


    The tiny needle pricked her heart again, Scarlett Yates’s face turned even paler, she forced a smile and said, "You are the Saxon Family’s Young Master, naturally you should marry a richdy as your wife."


    At the very least, it should be someone like Alice Green, a well-regarded celebrity.


    In any case, it wouldn’t be amon, ordinary person.


    Cindere’s story, no matter how beautiful, is just a fairy tale.


    Matthew Saxon narrowed his eyes, his long, narrow eyes had an unclear gaze, watching her for a while, about to speak but hesitated.


    For a moment, both fell silent, the atmosphere became subtle, strange, with a bit of awkwardness.


    Scarlett Yates felt uneasy under Matthew Saxon’splex and unclear gaze.


    Why was he staring at her like that? Did she say something wrong?


    A rich heir and a richdy, they are the most well-matched pair.