Scarlett gasps in shock. 'So, he did see me through my disguise?'
Instantly Scarlett lost her ability to speak. She couldn't answer his question. She can only remain silent to meet his blue eyes that stare at her sharply.
"Fine, if you don't want to answer that. But I need to know, why are you avoiding me? With one glance, I know it's you, but you seem to be avoiding me, and who is that old man? Is he your 'undercover' husband?"
Scarlett, "..."
Xander chuckled, then gently ruffled Scarlett's hair. "I understand you did it to get a DNA sample from Dax Withers, right?" he asked.
Scarlett blinked and nodded in response.
"Ms. Riley, I don't want you to wear sexy clothes without me by your side from now on, and you can't go to such extremes again," Xander said, smiling. "If you need a DNA sample from Dax Withers, we can find other ways to get it." He leaned in and kissed Scarlett's lips quickly, unable to resist their seductive allure.
