Next morning, when Jason sent Scarlet to work, he saw Dana at the door, “Is he your pursuer?”
“Jealous?”
“No. He is only one of the pieces of evidence to prove how good my taste of women is. I am happy,” the man forced a smile. He was jealous. But he didn’t want to say out. He was pretending to be generous.
Seeing this, Scarlet squinted and smiled, “Great, let me get off the car. I want to say hi to him.”
“Do you still want your legs?” Jason said in a cold voice, throwing a threatening eye on her.
Scarlet immediately sat down and looked forwards, “Of course.”
Hearing this answer, Jason nodded satisfactorily. Then he drove the car to the garage so that Scarlet didn’t have to meet with Dana. They could go upstairs through the elevator in the garage.
When Jason dro
