Especially Knox Simmons, now looking on the verge of tears. Although his eyes are full of tears, they never actually fall, making him seem even more pitiful.
Scarlett Yates's compassionate side was triggered, and she genuinely pleaded for Knox Simmons.
She walked over to Matthew Saxon, gently tugged at his arm, "You didn't bring me here just to watch you beat people up, did you?"
"Well, although you do look quite handsome when you beat people up, a gentleman should use words not fists, hitting others is always not right."
Matthew Saxon was amused by her words, raising his eyebrows, his voice lowered to an irresistibly sexy and magnetic pitch, "Who was it that said I was a beast disguised as a gentleman, and now I'm supposed to be a gentleman? Since I'm not, using my fists shouldn't be an issue, right?"
