<h4>Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Young Master Simmons, Just Speak Directly</h4>


    Knox Simmons, who boasts countless victories in the game of romance, absolutely couldn’t lose to some little blond girl like her.


    "Stop following me." Scarlett Yates turned her head, her face stern, ring coldly at him.


    Yet another man who thinks he’s irresistibly charming and adored by all.


    Why are these men from affluent backgrounds, who are reasonably good-looking, all so conceited?


    Just because they have money and status, and they’re handsome, does that mean every woman in the world is supposed to fall for them?


    "Don’t be so fierce."


    Knox Simmons curved his lips, wearing a cheeky smile, "A beauty’s not so attractive when she’s fierce. Scarlett, I..."


    "Shut up, who gave you permission to call me that?" When Knox smiled, his Peach Blossom Eyes sparkled, full of charm.


    Such eyes can easily capture a woman’s heart.


    After all, when Peach Blossom Eyes sit on a pretty face, who can resist such charm?


    But Knox Simmons didn’t know that the trait he thought was most charming was actually what Scarlett Yates despised the most.


    In Scarlett’s mind, men with Peach Blossom Eyes had be synonymous with being a flirt.


    At this point, had it been someone else in such a situation, they would’ve lost patience and left.


    Knox Simmons, however, only grew braver in the face of setbacks.


    He had never backed down in front of women, even less so with someone like Scarlett Yates.


    "If not Scarlett, then what? Little Yates? Yates?" He smirked shamelessly, as if asking seriously.


    Scarlett Yates had never met such a brazen man.


    She thought Matthew Saxon was the most shameless man she’d ever met, but to her surprise, Knox’s shamelessness and cheekiness surpassed that.


    She didn’t understand why this man was pestering her.


    Didn’t he know she was Matthew Saxon’s girlfriend?


    No, Matthew had already told him at the bar that night about their rtionship.


    So, what does he mean by this, going after even his friend’s girl?


    Being harassed by someone this thick-skinned, even though Scarlett Yates was furious, she couldn’t just chase him away, so she could only suppress her anger, take a deep breath, frown at him, and say, "Young Master Simmons, what exactly do you want? Just say it."


    Knox Simmons was silent for a moment, retracting some of his shameless grin, then said with a slight curl of his lips, "I’m here for you, naturally, I have my reasons."


    Of course, he had a reason to look for her.


    That’s what she thought, why else would he be clinging to her?


    Scarlett Yates said again, "Young Master Simmons, just get to the point."


    "Well..."


    Knox Simmons cleared his throat, looking at her with a smile and a gentle voice, "You promised me something that night, it’s about time you fulfill it."


    Scarlett Yates was taken aback, looking at him in confusion, "What did I promise you?"


    Even though she was drunk that night, she hadn’t been so drunk that she could remember nothing.


    She didn’t remember promising him anything.


    Knox Simmons, however, with a serious look, lifted his chin slightly and then slowly said, "You promised to have ate-night snack with me and discuss life, don’t you remember?"


    "I’ve kept that in mind, and you can’t back out now."


    Scarlett Yates, with a perplexed expression, suddenly found the situation a bit amusing, "Young Master Simmons, that was just a passing remark. Besides, even if I promised you, it was a promise made that night. It’s been days now, how can you talk about not keeping a promise?"