Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 647 That Guy Lacks Humanity

Upon hearing her mutter, Scarlett Yates turned her head: "Miss Andrews..."

"I told you, call me Angela. From now on, we’re roommates who will spend every day together, so I’m not used to you being distant." Angela interrupted her.

"Alright, Angela, I’d like to ask, what exactly is your relationship with Matthew Saxon? Why are you helping him?"

Angela frowned deeply, biting her lip, her expression becoming slightly resentful, and said angrily, "It’s because I owe him a huge amount of money, and I can’t pay it back right away. You know how terrible the feeling of being hounded for debt is. Without money, I can only exert effort."

Scarlett was stunned: "You owe him money?"

No matter how she thought about it, she never imagined Angela and Matthew Saxon would have a creditor-debtor relationship.

It was truly unexpected.

Angela nodded resentfully, unhappily tugging at her sleeve, biting her lip and complaining: "That guy is heartless. He said if I didn’t come over to stay with you, he’d sell me off to live in the remote mountains as a bride for those poor old bachelors who can’t find women."

Scarlett had a few lines of disbelief appear on her forehead...

She didn’t doubt Angela’s words at all.

She firmly believed Matthew Saxon was capable of saying such shameless things.

Angela twisted her sleeve into a ball, the resentment in her eyes deepening: "You know how terrifying those old bachelors are. I’m such a delicate beauty, wouldn’t they just torment me to death?"

"..."

"Scarlett..." Angela suddenly turned around and burrowed into her arms, holding her tightly and crying with tears and snot, "Wah, Scarlett, you absolutely can’t move out now. If you move out, what will I do? That heartless guy will think I’m useless and sell me off as a bride to those old bachelors."

"I’ll take good care of you in the future, I’ll do anything for you. Cooking, cleaning, laundry, warming the bed, I can do it all! You have to give me a chance!!"

Angela burst into tears as she spoke.

Tears, like pearls, fell onto her face, quickly soaking Scarlett Yates’s clothes.

Scarlett Yates was dumbfounded, taking a while to react: "Um... Angela, could you let go for a moment."

"No, I don’t want to!" Angela held her tighter, clinging to her like a koala, "Unless you promise me not to move out, otherwise I’ll keep crying for you to see."

"..."

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After Jimmy Scott left, Scarlett Yates’s roommate turned into a slender-waisted, long-legged beauty.

Apart from knowing the beauty’s name was Angela and she was sent by Matthew Saxon, Scarlett Yates knew nothing else about her.

Oh, right, there’s one more known fact: Angela is a woman with the appearance of a mature lady but the heart of a cute girl. When she acts cute and pitiful, even Scarlett, as a woman, can’t resist her.

A cheerful humming sound came from the slightly open kitchen.

"Hey Scarlett, tidy up the table, it’s almost time to eat." The sound of the exhaust fan faded, and with a click, the kitchen door was opened. Angela came out with a radiant smile, carrying two plates.

"By the way, I rushed over here nonstop today and didn’t get to rest well, so just make do with tonight’s dinner, okay? I’ll cook a proper meal for you tomorrow."

The dinner plates were placed down.

Scarlett Yates looked in astonishment at the two dishes on the table, full of color, aroma, and taste.