Scarlett Glenn chuckled, "Of course, I can't make you listen to me; I can only make Matilda Jenkins listen to me."
"You..."
Scarlett Glenn's phone rang, and it was Thomas, asking her to come back as it was almost time for her to shoot her scenes.
Scarlett Glenn went to the bedroom to check on Matilda, who was sound asleep. Scarlett Glenn touched Matilda's forehead, and it didn't seem as hot anymore.
Scarlett Glenn felt a little relieved; as long as the fever started to subside, it would be fine.
She glanced at Nathaniel York and said, "Nathaniel, you just want a toy, but Matilda isn't a doll, she's a person, my assistant, Scarlett Glenn's person. Don't even think about touching her."
A tightness formed in Nathaniel York's heart; Scarlett Glenn's eyes were so sharp that she could see through his thoughts.
Nathaniel York said, "I saved you after all, Scarlett Glenn, you don't have to be so confrontational with me, do you?"
"Hmph..."
