Mrs. Young's voice came to an abrupt halt, and after pausing for a while, she asked without a trace of ferocity, "Scarlett Glenn, what do you want to do?"
Scarlett Glenn, dragging her chin, chuckled, "I'm not up to much, I just think, sometimes your son does look quite pleasing to the eye."
Mrs. Young struggled to her feet, "If you dare touch him, Scarlett Glenn, I won't let you off!"
Scarlett Glenn spread her hands, "Let's see."
She grabbed the cloth and pulled Mrs. Young up forcefully, and just when Mrs. Young thought Scarlett Glenn was going to let her go, suddenly something was stuffed into her mouth.
Mrs. Young shook her head, struggling, letting out muffled cries.
Scarlett Glenn patted Mrs. Young's face, "Making noise late at night, disturbing others' rest is very rude, Mrs. Young. As someone who is usually so polite and civilized, you wouldn't want to bother others, right?"
