Noah Yates' eyes flickered slightly. His sharp, deep eyes narrowed as he stared silently at her for a few seconds: "You agreed?"
"Do I really have a choice?" Scarlett Yates curled her lips in a mocking smile and retorted.
Noah Yates' expression froze for a moment before he nodded: "Then go ahead. Uncle Marshall will take you, but you must come back tonight. We have guests at home, and you must attend."
"Why do I have to attend? Do I know these guests?"
"You'll know when you see him."
Before leaving, Noah Yates left this ambiguous statement.
At this moment, Scarlett Yates had no idea that the guest in the evening was not only someone she knew but someone she was very familiar with.
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Hospital.
The door was gently pushed open.
Matthew Saxon almost immediately raised his head, shifting his gaze from the book he was holding to the doorway.
