"Miss Green, you're overthinking this."
Scarlett felt uncomfortable, and naturally, her tone wasn't any better. She said coldly, "I haven't misunderstood anything. If you think I have, that just shows you've already admitted the ambiguity between you and the Young Master. If there's truly nothing inappropriate, why worry about misunderstandings?"
After speaking, she gave a sarcastic smile, "Though I trust Miss Green's character and believe that the relationship between you two is as pure as a white lotus, I can't guarantee what others might think. After all, Miss Green, you're in the entertainment industry, a public figure. Every move is watched by countless eyes. Who knows if some paparazzi might be following you, and in their eagerness for headlines, could embellish and distort tonight's events. At that point, even if Miss Green had a hundred mouths, you couldn't explain it away."
As she spoke, she provocatively looked at Matthew Saxon.
