The few of them immediately widened their eyes, disappointment etched on their faces, broken hearts scattered all over the place.
So, he really is this little girl's husband.
Such a top-notch, quality man, actually married, what a pity, such a pity.
Oh, Mr. Saxon looks both handsome and rich, a rare ambiguous target, but since he's accounted for, they won't shamelessly try to flirt.
The disappointment on their faces was hard to hide, and they no longer had any intention of flirting, quietly slipping away.
As soon as they left, Scarlett Yates immediately let go of Matthew Saxon.
She clapped her hands, smiling happily, her eyes curving as she said, "Oh my, Young Master's charm sure is strong, attracting so many beautiful women in such a short time, you're a real expert, truly an expert."
Successfully ruining his romantic encounter, Scarlett Yates laughed especially happily, her eyes curving with mischief, like a sly little fox.
