"That’s a good point, big brother."
Matthew Saxon curled his lips and replied nonchalantly, "Then what else is there to worry about, big brother? What’s yours will always be yours; no one can take it away. If it’s not yours, keeping it tied to you day and night won’t help."
"Really?"
Maxwell Saxon glanced out the window, his handso and captivating profile almost perfect. Dressed in a clean white shirt without any unnecessary embellishnts, he exuded an innate nobility that was hard to conceal.
Even his casual sitting posture resembled that of an aristocratic gentleman, making it hard not to be captivated by him.
However, as Scarlett Yates looked at his flawless face, she inexplicably felt a twinge of fear.
What was she afraid of?
She didn’t know herself, only felt that an unusually cold aura suddenly emanated from Maxwell Saxon.
So cold that it made her feel uneasy.
Fortunately, Maxwell Saxon quickly returned to his usual deanor, and the chilling aura faded away.
He turned back to look at Matthew Saxon, his eyes dark and containing an enigmatic expression, "Thanks to you for what happened with Alice. If you hadn’t appeared in ti, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Matthew, I thank you on her behalf."
Matthew Saxon lazily curled his lips and said lightly, "Didn’t big brother just say we’re family? Since we’re family, there’s no need to be so formal. Miss Green is your fiancée and will be my sister-in-law in the future. Saving my own sister-in-law is what I should do."
Maxwell Saxon smiled noncommittally.
Matthew Saxon yawned and slowly sat up, seemingly very tired, rubbing his temples. He continued, "I heard that big brother has already set up a eting with the person in charge of the bidding project?"
"Yes, the bidding conference is starting tomorrow. Understanding so information in advance provides more assurance."
Matthew Saxon smiled slightly and yawned again, "Then I’ll leave this matter to big brother. With you, there’s bound to be no problem with this bidding, and I can be completely relieved."
"You’re not going?"
"Why should I? Affairs in the business field only give headaches. With that ti, I’d rather have so fun with Scarlett."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Scarlett Yates, smiled, and said, "It’s just a trivial little bid. I don’t care whether it succeeds or not, and with big brother, it’s already a sure thing. I also want to make more ti to spend with Scarlett. Big brother, please don’t make it difficult."
"You’re the main person responsible for this project. I’m just assisting from the sidelines. Matthew, Dad places great importance on this bid. Even if you’re not interested, you should attend social events."
"Social events?" Matthew Saxon scoffed indifferently and drawled, "Since I don’t care about the bidding results, why should I go socializing for sothing I’m not interested in? Big brother, Dad asked you to co because he foresaw how I would act and was worried about . He knows I’m unreliable, so why waste your breath trying to persuade ?"
Maxwell Saxon frowned, "You’re really not going?"
Matthew Saxon chuckled, "If I went, I’d only make things worse. Big brother, you wouldn’t want to ruin a perfectly good bid, would you?"
With that, without waiting for Maxwell Saxon to say anything further, he reached out and pulled up Scarlett Yates beside him, "It’s getting late. I won’t disturb you with your important work, big brother. Scarlett, let’s go."
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