Chapter 52

Last minute p>

Matthew Saxon lazily lifted his gaze, glanced at the clock on the wall, and slightly curled his lips into a smile as expected.

He intentionally made things difficult, knowing that the time given was never going to be reasonable.

Half an hour, if there was no traffic and the car went a bit faster, maybe it could be done p>

But Scarlett Yates left during rush hour, the likelihood of no traffic was practically zero.

So, from the very beginning, he knew she couldn’t make it back in half an hour.

Yet, despite knowing this, he still held a mindset of watching a show and subconsciously glanced outside in the last minute.

As expected, Scarlett Yates did not make it back in time.

Matthew Saxon withdrew his gaze somewhat indifferently, feeling bored.

He knew that foolish woman couldn’t possibly accomplish it, which was fine, so he could rightfully make her leave, saving himself from being annoyed by her presence.

Bang—

Last ten seconds p>

The door was slammed open, and a white figure rushed in.

Before he could see clearly, a pair of hands appeared in front of him, followed by a panting voice saying, “Young Master Saxon, your abalone thick soup p>

It was Scarlett Yates!

Matthew Saxon was stunned, slowly raising his head p>

Scarlett Yates was panting heavily, perhaps because it was too hot, or because she ran too fast, her fair face was flushed red like a boiled shrimp.

Her soft and smooth forehead was covered with fine sweat, soaking the strands of hair falling over her forehead.

Her moist face also had glistening beads of sweat, and her loose hair stuck to her cheeks, although she wasn’t as pitiful as a drowned rat at the moment, she was close enough.

Even the hand holding the thermos cup was trembling slightly.

After a moment’s daze, Matthew Saxon concealed the surprise in his eyes, lazily glancing at her trembling hands, his thin lips curling into a faint smile, he spoke casually, “With such a slow speed, did you crawl back p>

Scarlett Yates was exhausted and breathless, thinking of her “difficulty” along the way, as she looked at Matthew Saxon lazily lying in bed pointing commands, her anger almost exploded.

That vile bastard!

Her grip on the thermos cup tightened, fearing she might impulsively splash the soup in his face, “Young Master Saxon said within half an hour, I didn’t exceed the time p>

Matthew Saxon’s eyes slightly lifted, crossing his arms over his chest, smirking wickedly, he spoke in a low, lazy tone, “But now I don’t have the appetite to eat p>

Scarlett Yates almost choked with anger, stunned for a few seconds, then squeezed out a stiff smile, “Then what do you want to eat, I’ll go buy it for you right away p>

Luckily she was mentally prepared.

Such a grudge wouldn’t be settled so easily.

If he didn’t exhaust her half to death, Matthew Saxon wouldn’t let it go.

“Constanting’s shark fin soup and wonton noodles, I’ll give you twenty minutes p>

“Twenty minutes?” Scarlett Yates’ eyes widened in protest, “Constanting’s is three streets away from here, how can I make it back in twenty minutes p>

His demands were becoming more and more absurd, proposing such impossible tasks, how was she supposed to complete them p>

“Can’t do it p>

Matthew Saxon curled his lips mockingly, his smile was mean, “Then get out immediately, don’t bother me again p>

If she was a smart woman, she should know when to back down.

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