The man on the screen was extraordinarily handsome and spirited. With the passage of time and trials, he, who once possessed the allure that drove women mad, had become even more charming, making it difficult for any woman to resist his allure.
"Pearl, I'll take your reminder as a sign of your concern for me."
"I'll thank you properly when we get back."
"Sure, don't forget to bring your little belle along then."
His little belle?
Matthew Saxon suddenly found that title quite nice.
He smiled and nodded, "The Eldest Young Miss Simmons' instruction, I dare not forget. Well then, see you later."
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Scarlett Yates didn't even know where she had wandered off to.
The exclusive garden was like a maze, each exquisite place seeming almost the same. As she walked, she felt dizzy.
She randomly found a wooden bench to sit on, then looked up and stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds above.
She didn't know why she felt so sad and upset.
