<h4>Chapter 609: Chapter 609: Sleeping Soundly in the Office Again</h4>


    Jimmy Scott’s reaction saved her from having to think up an excuse to tactfully decline Uncle Chapman’s good intentions.


    "Uncle Chapman, is there a cheaper motel near the hospital? I’d better stay at a motel tonight and look for a rental ce tomorrow," Scarlett Yates said, carrying her suitcase to the door of the living room again.


    Uncle Chapman felt embarrassed by Jimmy Scott’s behavior: "Miss Yates, I’m really sorry, Jimmy he..."


    A sudden click.


    The previously rude Jimmy Scott came out of the bedroom again.


    Seeing him again, Scarlett Yates noticed he had changed into a proper outfit, neatly dressed as he walked out.


    Seeing Scarlett Yates had moved her suitcase to the door, he frowned, took a few steps over, and before Scarlett could react, he picked up her suitcase and carried it to another empty bedroom.


    "Hey, Jimmy Scott, what are you doing!" Scarlett Yates snapped out of it just as Jimmy Scott had already carried her suitcase inside.


    "Scarlett Yates, there have been several recent cases of single women being victimized. You’ve just arrived in A City, unfamiliar with the ce. It’s not safe to stay outside,"


    Single women victimized? Scarlett Yates’s face suddenly changed.


    After putting the luggage away, Jimmy Scott came out again and said expressionlessly, "During school, I did chase you, but that doesn’t mean I’m still interested in you now. There’s no need for you to overthink."


    Uncle Chapman looked surprised, ncing back and forth between him and Scarlett Yates.


    Scarlett Yates was first stunned, then angrily red at him.


    He actually said this in front of Uncle Chapman, using that oddly detached tone, as if she was being delusional.


    Who was it back then, ying guitar under her dorm and passionately singing "Love Without Regrets"?


    And who was it who said, even after being rejected, that he’d still like her whether she epted or not?


    Jimmy Scott slowly walked up to her, turned to the still-shocked Uncle Chapman, and said, "Uncle Chapman, you can go now. I will take her to the hospital to report in."


    In his mind, Uncle Chapman had already penned a youth campus romance novel after Jimmy Scott’s mention of pursuing Scarlett Yates. He immediately saw himself as a third wheel. With Jimmy Scott’s further words, he jovially agreed, patting Jimmy Scott on the shoulder with a knowing look: "Then I’ll leave Miss Yates in your care."


    After speaking, he turned and left.


    "Uncle Chapman, Uncle Chapman..."


    With a bang, Scarlett Yates’s calls were blocked by the door.


    She frowned and turned around, facing Jimmy Scott’s schrly, handsome face now carrying a faint smile. It was a departure from the indifference earlier. He smiled at her and said, "Scarlett, it’s been a long time."


    --


    Inside the President’s Office.


    "Young Master, here is the information you wanted to check." George ced a man file folder onto the desk.


    Matthew Saxon nodded, seeming somewhat absent-minded, with his captivating phoenix eyes half-closed sleepily, looking dim andcking any vitality.


    The vian blinds werepletely rolled up.


    Even during the day, the lighting in the office was particrly dim.


    The dimly lit office had no lights on, leaving the vast, empty space shrouded in darkness.


    Outside the office.


    An assistant peeked into the President’s office through the half-open door and sighed quietly: "The President is asleep in the office again. Sigh, the director is overwhelmed withpany matters, and the President just stays in the office sleeping every day. It’s... just too irresponsible."