Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 527 Rare and Valuable

"Back then, the Saxon Family’s young master shielded you with his body, using himself to block the knife for you. Ah, such deep affection is truly rare, Miss Yates. Let me tell you, if I were you, I would choose the young master of the Saxon Family. He was willing to risk his life for you, showing his genuine heart. Such men are hard to find nowadays."

"..."

"Although the second young master of the Saxon Family did do things for you and is quite handsome, I heard he’s very fickle. Today he likes one, tomorrow loves another; such a man is unreliable. Never mind how good he is to you now, when his affection wears off in a few days, he might turn away without recognizing you."

"Auntie, listen to me, the knife-blocking thing was actually a misunderstanding. The situation was..."

"Okay, okay, don’t say any more. Auntie knows. Miss Yates, hear my advice, the young master of the Saxon Family is the reliable man. Don’t choose wrongly."

"Auntie, honestly..."

"Oh, if I were twenty years younger and met such a man willing to protect me with his life, I would marry him even if he was penniless."

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In the hospital room.

"Is it her?"

"Yes, yes, it’s her. This young lady is impressive. The two brothers of the Saxon Family have become rivals because of her. No wonder people say beautiful women are trouble; such gorgeous ladies indeed stir up a lot of trouble."

"But this young girl doesn’t look like trouble at all. She seems quite innocent. How could she be so bad? Not only did she cause a colleague’s family to go bankrupt, but also sent them to the police station. Now she’s made two good brothers turn against each other. Isn’t this like — like Daji?"

"Shh, stop talking. She’s coming; be careful she doesn’t overhear. You’ll be the one to suffer then."

This day felt so long.

The increasingly absurd rumors, and the strange looks everyone gave her, made Scarlett Yates feel like a freak.

This place, where she once dreamed of staying forever, overnight became somewhere she wanted to escape from.

She counted the time till off-hours and fled the hospital.

Since she turned off her phone, it hasn’t been switched back on.

She didn’t want to stay at the hospital, nor did she want to go back to the dormitory. So where should she go?

Standing at the crossroads, she finally thought of someone after a long time.

As soon as she turned on her phone, a text message alert sounded, showing a missed call from Matthew Saxon.

Scarlett Yates stared at the text message for several seconds, then flipped through her contacts and dialed another number.

The call was quickly connected.

A delighted voice, touched with excitement, sounded from the other side: "Scarlett, I have good news to tell you."

Listening to the familiar and warm voice of her friend, Scarlett Yates’s eyes got teary, and she almost cried out. She bit her lip tightly, squeezing out a small smile, "Stella, do you have time now? I’m coming to see you."

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At the bar.

Blaring music, dazzling lights.

The air was filled with the scent of alcohol and ambiguous hints, amidst the neon lights and revelry, men and women in the dance floor fervently shook their limbs to the deafening music.

Under the flashing lights, everyone’s face dripped with sweat, manifesting an expression of Drunken Dreams.

On the long bar.

Scarlett Yates drank the freshly mixed cocktail in one gulp and summoned the bartender to make another one for her.