Ansel shook his head. "You're overthinking it. The problem lies with the cultivation method your mentor taught you.
"The more you practice it, the stronger your lust gets. With your great physique, you're bound to attract women and romantic opportunities."
Huh? Was Ansel serious about that? Matthew was shocked. When he looked back, the time he spent training with Nicholas in prison for three years was fine and dandy.
But after getting out of prison, his desires for women grew wild and uncontrollable.
Whenever he came across a woman, he found himself getting worked up easily. Earlier, he had almost forced himself on Sara. So, Matthew's cultivation had worsened his self-control.
At that moment, Sara walked over and quietly stood beside Matthew, as if she was waiting for his instruction.
Ansel waved goodbye to Matthew. "Everything's wrapped up, so I'm going to head off and leave you two alone." Sporting a knowing smile, Ansel turned and walked away.
With Ansel gone, Matthew said to Sara, "Let's get going. We can take my car."
"Okay," Sara responded. She had become much more obedient, shedding the arrogance she had the first time they met.
At this point, Sara was as tamed as a trained kitten. She trailed behind Matthew and left the yard. When he got in the car, she quietly took the passenger seat.
Dressed in a skirt, her smooth legs were exposed when she sat down. Matthew caught a glimpse and felt a little flustered.
After driving for a while, Matthew suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where do you want to stay?"
Sara hesitated for a moment and timidly responded, "I'll go along with whatever you decide."
Matthew clicked his tongue, thinking her words sounded like an invitation to do whatever he pleased. It was distracting him from driving.
He suddenly recalled her bossy attitude when she first showed up and asked him to drive, and an idea crossed his mind. "You must be rich, right?"
Sara assumed Matthew wanted to squeeze some money out of her. Even though she was fuming inside, she kept her mouth shut.
She opened her purse and showed him a card. "I've got some money. There's about eight million dollars in this card. Take it if you need it. If it's not enough, I can ask my family for more."
Seeing how well-behaved Sara was, Matthew felt a little awkward. "I'll hold onto the card for you, and I'll buy you a house and a car. You'll be my chauffeur from now on. Just make sure you're always available when I need you."
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