With such thoughts, Scarlett Glenn felt that all difficulties were no longer difficulties, and all dangers were no longer dangers.
Ethan Herd's hands moved little by little until they finally wrapped around Scarlett Glenn's waist, and a big smile spread across his face.
...
At noon, Ethan Herd took Scarlett Glenn out, "Let's go, let's have a meal."
Once Scarlett Glenn got into the car, she curiously asked, "Aren't we inviting Aunt along?"
"Of course not. For this meal, it's not suitable for a little old lady like my mom to follow. The flavor is a bit strong, and it wouldn't suit her." Ethan Herd lifted his hand to buckle Scarlett Glenn's seat belt.
Upon hearing this, Scarlett Glenn asked, "What are you going to do?"
He reached out and playfully pinched her nose, "Once we're there, you'll know."
When they arrived, Scarlett Glenn didn't expect that it was indeed just a meal, but the place was the same club where Dylan Young had asked to meet her last time.
