lcionline Chapter 1189: Are You Sure You Have the Right Person?
Chapter 1189: Are You Sure You Have the Right Person?
"He died, I think the saddest person must be his fiancée, right? The wedding was just around the corner, and then this happened. Her dream of marrying into a wealthy family was shattered, wasn’t it? It’s like she was doomed never to become a young madam.""But I heard they got their marriage certificate in advance, so even if Matthew Saxon died, she wouldn’t really lose out, right? She could get a substantial part of the inheritance."
"Pfft, dream on. Do you think today’s rich kids are all fools? In such mismatched marriages, they would’ve signed a prenuptial agreement before the wedding. I doubt she’d get much."
The conversation from the women at the neighboring table wasn’t loud, yet every word made its way to Scarlett’s ears.
Every sentence in their discussion carried the word ’death.’
This was the last thing Scarlett wanted to hear.
Why did everyone think Matthew Saxon was already dead?
Hadn’t they still not found him? Why couldn’t someone believe he was still alive?
Did everyone just assume he was doomed under those circumstances?
She was torn between grief and anger, wanting to rush over to tell them Matthew was still alive, yet she found such behavior utterly ridiculous.
Why should she argue with them when they were gossiping about others?
Just because she believed Matthew was alive, should she demand everyone else to think the same way?
But in truth, wasn’t she also wavering? Didn’t she lack absolute confidence?
Her fingers tightened around the cup, as the discussion continued next door, but Scarlett could no longer bear to listen.
She slammed the cup onto the table with a bang, took a deep breath, stood up, intending to move to another table.
Just as she stood, someone approached her table, stopping in front of her, scrutinizing her from head to toe before asking, "Excuse me, are you Miss Scarlett Yates?"
Scarlett saw that the person speaking seemed to be an airport staff, momentarily stunned, asked in confusion, "Is there something wrong?"
"It’s like this, Miss Yates, someone outside is looking for you, and asked me to take you to meet him."
"Someone’s looking for me?" Scarlett’s eyes filled with even more confusion, "You must have the wrong person, right?"
In this unfamiliar country, she didn’t know anyone, besides George, who else could know her?
"That’s correct, it’s you." The staff’s tone was very certain.
Before Scarlett could speak, the staff continued, "That gentleman said that when Miss Yates sees him, she’ll know who he is. He also mentioned he has the information you most want to know, but he’ll only wait for you for ten minutes. If you don’t go, he’ll leave."
Scarlett’s heart skipped a beat, her expression changed, "He has the information I most want to know?"
"Yes, that’s what he said."
Scarlett’s heart began racing again.
What did this mean? Could it be that person knew she was looking for Matthew Saxon too?
She didn’t have time to think deeply, immediately deciding to go take a look.
"Just wait a moment, I have a friend here, I’ll go say a word to him."
Scarlett turned to look for George, but heard the staff urging behind her, "Miss Yates, the gentleman wants you to come immediately. We’ll inform your friend, but you should come with me first."
Scarlett was hesitating when she saw George carrying the hot drink he had bought, but as he turned, he bumped straight into someone.
That person was also holding a cup of coffee, and with the collision, several cups of coffee and milk spilled onto George.