"Oh, that’s truly a pity."
Matthew Saxon curved his lips, sighed as if lanting, "A talent like big brother, yet having to work as an assistant to soone who knows nothing, really a waste of talent."
"There’s nothing about being a waste of talent, we’re all family. We should help each other out."
"Family?" Matthew Saxon chuckled lightly.
His laughter carried a hint of sarcasm, "Big brother, to be honest, all these years, I’ve truly admired you."
Maxwell Saxon just looked at him with a faint smile, waiting for him to continue.
"The thing I admire most about you, big brother, is that despite knowing I’ve never considered you as family, you still maintain the guise of a good elder brother. Aren’t you tired, big brother?"
Maxwell Saxon smiled briefly, the faint smile on his lips almost invisible, "Since you call big brother, I am your brother. If we consider our blood relationship, we are indeed siblings."
Matthew Saxon also looked at him with a smile, but there wasn’t a trace of laughter in his long and narrow eyes.
After a mont of silence, Maxwell Saxon shifted his attention to Scarlett Yates.
He smiled at her, a very gentle and charming smile, "Scarlett, while you were away these few days, Dad has been thinking about you every day. Have you been enjoying yourself here?"
"Oh, it’s been okay, there are many fun places here."
Suddenly, it seed all eyes were focused on her.
Especially with Matthew Saxon watching her, Scarlett Yates suddenly felt very nervous.
Seeing Maxwell Saxon again, Scarlett Yates had mixed emotions.
Before knowing about that "murder incident," Maxwell Saxon was a gentleman in her letters, polite and courteous, much better than Matthew Saxon.
Even though he was a bit aloof and didn’t talk much, he was a careful and thoughtful man.
Most importantly, he was never casual about relationships.
The one instance of a rumor with Alice Green was followed by an announcent that he was going to marry Alice Green.
She used to think that a man who was so serious and responsible about his personal feelings must be a good man.
As he was with emotions, he would be with other things as well.
Consequently, she admired Maxwell Saxon very much, and she had a very favorable impression of him. Of course, her favorable impression did not mix with romantic feelings; it was purely admiration for him as a person.
But now, everything had changed...
Ever since Matthew Saxon told her about that matter, whenever she saw Maxwell Saxon again, her heart felt like a seasoning bottle had overturned, overwhelming her with mixed emotions, unable to return to the past.
She was a bit afraid of him.
When looking at him, she dared only to glance secretly.
The more she looked, the more discomfort she felt, wondering how such a perfect and outstanding man could be a demon-like character.
She was lost in thought, completely unaware that while she was secretly watching Maxwell Saxon, he was also watching her.
Her frowning gesture, her puzzlent and regret, her gaze carrying bits of fear and curiosity, were all seen by Maxwell Saxon.
"Scarlett, what’s up? Is there sothing wrong with my face?" Maxwell Saxon’s smile remained gentle and polite.
Scarlett Yates felt her heart skip a few beats; she nervously swallowed and joked cheerfully, "No, um, I just feel like after not seeing you for a few days, the Young Master seems to have gotten handsor."
After speaking, she deliberately laughed a few tis and even nudged Matthew Saxon with her elbow, "Look, hasn’t your big brother gotten much more handso? No wonder when we ca in, so many won were staring at him."
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