Mrs. Herd glanced at Scarlett Glenn: "Cut it out, don't talk nonsense. I know my son better than anyone. At most, he's just a little infatuated with you for now. Once he gets over his curiosity, he won't even remember you. I suggest you take whatever money you can get from him and leave. That way, when he gets sick of you, he won't do something terrible to you...I'm telling you, he's not a good person, you..."
Mrs. Herd rambled on for a while, only to realize that Scarlett Glenn wasn't listening; she had already fallen asleep.
Mrs. Herd pursed her lips and turned her back.
After Mrs. Herd fell asleep, Scarlett Glenn opened her eyes. The décor in the room was very cozy, not the kind that pursued luxury blindly. Everything was designed for comfort.
Despite lying on such a soft bed, Scarlett Glenn couldn't sleep.
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