Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 321: You’d Better Not Lie to Me

Matthew Saxon’s hand waved a few times in front of her eyes, each time just as she was about to snatch the phone, it suddenly moved to another place.

He seemed to find it amusing to tease her like this, squinting his eyes slightly, with great interest in watching her anxiously go frantic, yet being helpless against him.

A faint fragrance wafted to his nose, her hair occasionally swept across his face, like feathers brushing over his heart.

Initially, Matthew Saxon thought it was just fun teasing her, but moments later, his gaze suddenly changed, he stopped his actions, squinted his long and narrow eyes and looked at her with a peculiar expression.

Meanwhile, someone still focused on snatching the phone hadn’t yet realized that danger was already approaching.

"Matthew Saxon, hurry up and delete that video." Scarlett Yates struggled for a while, but didn’t even touch the edge of the phone, feeling both angry and tired, she bit her lip and glared at him with resentment and indignation.

It would have been fine without looking, but as soon as she lowered her head, she was immediately startled.

She suddenly realized that Matthew Saxon’s body was still, his dark eyes were deep like ink, half-squinting his long peach blossom eyes at her.

The last time he looked at her like this was on that stormy night.

That night, he kissed her.

Her breath tightened, nervously swallowing, her heart rate suddenly skyrocketing like a wild horse.

Just as she was about to avoid him, the next second, his lips pressed down.

The sudden move left her no room to escape, caught off guard, she let him succeed.

"Now, we’re even." With a light laugh, Matthew Saxon let go, hooked his lips, and pulled back with a pleasant smile, then sat upright on one side, as if nothing had happened just now.

Scarlett Yates was still in a daze, staring at him absent-mindedly.

It seemed as though the fact of being taken advantage of by him didn’t exist, just her imagination, or perhaps a dream.

The car door opened, Matthew Saxon smiled mildly with feigned innocence, stepping out before her.

Scarlett Yates hadn’t regained her composure, staring blankly for a few seconds until a few breaths of fresh air cleared the dreamy look from her face.

"Scarlett, aren’t you getting out? Do you want me to carry you down?" Matthew Saxon bent over, his handsome face approach the car door, reaching a hand out to her.

This was the person who had just kissed her...

Annoyingly, at that moment, her head was spinning, and she didn’t even have the strength to resist.

"Where’s the video?!" Thinking about how she had been taken advantage of, she couldn’t let this go without compensation.

Matthew Saxon smiled, saying blandly, "It’s already deleted."

"Deleted?" Was he that quick? She didn’t see it happen.

"If you want, I can find a way to retrieve it." He posed with one hand on the car door, slyly hooking his lips at her.

Scarlett Yates glared at him in annoyance, biting her lip, "You better not be lying to me."

Then she ignored the hand he reached out, turned her head to the other side and got out of the car.

The car stopped outside the Goodview Hotel.

"My brother’s here, come with me to meet him." Matthew Saxon called to Scarlett Yates.

The figure walking vigorously forward suddenly stopped.

Scarlett Yates turned around, surprised, looking at him, "Your brother’s here? How come he..."

"He’s here for the bidding matters." Matthew Saxon slowly walked up to her side.

"But didn’t Uncle Saxon entrust this matter to you?"