The way he called her "sister-in-law" was crisp and loud.
After calling her that, he even stood up and walked over to Scarlett Yates, reached his hand out first, then gave a suave, roguish smile and called out generously, "Sister-in-law, hurry and go talk some sense into our Young Master Saxon, or in another minute he's going to beat Knox to death."
Just now the lighting had been dim, and with Knox Simmons suddenly jumping out, Scarlett hadn't had the time to size up anyone else.
Now a handsome man abruptly appeared in front of her, and he kept calling her sister-in-law; Scarlett froze for a second, and her face flushed red all at once.
She glanced at the hand held out in front of her, then reached out to shake it; compared to the man's natural ease, she seemed a little ill at ease.
It was the first time someone had called her sister-in-law; she really wasn't used to it, not used to it at all.
