Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 755: You’ve heard of me?

The girl was very young, her eyes brimming with vibrant energy as she smiled, giving off a sense of unbeatable youthfulness.

Matthew Saxon’s side had always been surrounded by women with stunning figures and gorgeous looks. Softy, being a pure and charming young girl, appeared clean and easily likable.

Scarlett Yates stared at the delicate and pretty face of Softy for a few seconds, slowly extended a hand, and squeezed out a smile: "Hello, Miss Softy."

Softy’s hand was very white, small, and soft, feeling like a dough ball when held. Scarlett Yates merely intended to shake her hand symbolically, and was about to withdraw when Softy grasped it tightly.

She held onto Scarlett’s retreating hand firmly, stepped forward, a swift flicker of color crossing her bright, watery eyes: "Miss Yates, finally seeing you in person, I’ve heard about you ages ago, didn’t expect a day we would meet face to face."

Scarlett felt a bit of pain from her grip, chalking it up to the other being overly excited, she endured the pain and asked: "You’ve heard about me?"

"Yes." Softy, with an innocent look, blinked and said with a smile, "Back then, I read a rumor about you and the Young Master, thinking the media was so unreliable, always inventing baseless fake news to catch attention. Didn’t realize you and the Young Master were really together."

"Miss Yates and the Young Master seem to be a good match."

After speaking, Softy felt a cold gaze fall upon her back.

She paused a moment, feeling a hint of regret, but remembering how Matthew Saxon would call out Scarlett’s name when drunk, she couldn’t suppress the jealousy, nor control her words.

If Matthew Saxon liked Pearl Simmons, even if jealous, she’d have no choice but to accept it, but this woman named Scarlett Yates wasn’t any better than her, why does she get the favor of the Saxon brothers?

She thought what she said wasn’t too excessive.

Those words, Matthew himself had said earlier.

But the cold gaze from behind made her increasingly uneasy, she felt as though she might have said something wrong.

Scarlett Yates pulled back her now reddened hand.

As a fellow woman, she instantly saw the jealousy in Softy’s eyes.

This girl liked Matthew Saxon. From Scarlett’s first glance at her, she saw her admiration for him in her gaze.

Once a girl becomes jealous, she can do almost anything.

First Alice Green, then Alexis Denton, and now another Softy, a man like Matthew Saxon is just too easy for women to fall for.

"Sorry, I’ll go to the restroom." Knowing Softy harbored ill intentions with her words, Scarlett Yates didn’t plan to spar with her; she had no mood or energy for it, her head increasingly ached, and she felt if she didn’t leave now, in a while, she might really be unable to stand.

She didn’t want to lose her composure in front of Matthew Saxon, and certainly didn’t want to lose composure in front of his new flame.

"Do you need me to go with you?" Maxwell Saxon knew her headache was coming on, leaned in close and asked considerately.

His voice was low and near Scarlett Yates, the gesture appeared intimate to onlookers.

Scarlett Yates shook her head: "I can manage on my own."

Maxwell Saxon still felt a bit uneasy, furrowing his brow: "Are you sure?"