If she said Scarlett Yates had fallen into the sea, how would her Young Master react?
Everyone knows the Young Master cherishes Scarlett Yates greatly, but so say he is only temporarily interested in her, not truly in love.
If the Young Master isn’t really in love with her, then he wouldn’t be too upset, even if he heard she fell into the sea, right?
Probably, he would be very angry and lash out at them, but he wouldn’t be sad or upset, and certainly wouldn’t shed tears for her.
Then, after so ti, the Young Master would gradually forget her.
Thinking of this, the maid stepped forward, pretending to wipe her eyes, and with a sobbing tone, said, "Young Master, Miss Yates didn’t actually run away. She accidentally fell into the sea, the tide was high a couple of days ago, and the mont she fell, she disappeared instantly. Jimmy and the others drove the yacht to search for a long ti, but couldn’t find her."
"The next day, the shoes Miss Yates usually wore were washed ashore, but as for her..." The maid seed to sob, her shoulders shaking slightly, as she choked and continued, "I’m afraid... I’m afraid it’s unlikely she’s safe."
"Fell into the sea?" After the maid’s sobbing narrative, Maxwell Saxon’s reaction was surprisingly calm, even curving his lips into a smile.
However, the smile failed to reach his eyes; his gaze remained cold, devoid of any warmth.
"Yes, yes."
"Who saw her fall into the sea?"
The maid was stunned, turned around, and pointed to the group of maids standing behind her: "We all, we all saw it, didn’t we? Isn’t that right?"
The other maids dared not raise their heads, all bowed low, echoing, "Yes, we all saw it."
Maxwell Saxon curved his lips into another smile, his expression unfathomable: "All of you saw it?"
The people below, intimidated by May Denton, dared not speak the truth, nodding reluctantly.
"Why did no one notify imdiately?"
"Young Master, I told them not to inform you." Uncle Thompson stepped forward.
"At that ti, Young Master was engaged in sothing very important and couldn’t be distracted. Besides, even if Young Master rushed over, it would not change anything. Miss Yates fell into the sea, and professional search personnel would look for her. If even they couldn’t find her, others would be powerless too."
"I know Miss Yates is important to Young Master, but so things are more important than won, and I believe Young Master understands what is more significant. If Young Master wants to bla anyone, then bla alone. I’m willing to take all the responsibility and punishnt."
Ti ticked by, second by second.
In the silence, cold sweat appeared on Uncle Thompson’s forehead, while the others didn’t dare to breathe loudly.
The oppressive atmosphere made breathing difficult.
A minute of silence felt unbearably long.
Maxwell Saxon suddenly curved his lips into a smile, looking at Uncle Thompson, he softly asked, "Uncle Thompson, did she really fall into the sea?"
Uncle Thompson’s heart skipped a beat, pounding fiercely, and without thinking much, he nodded: "Yes, Young Master, I also saw the pair of shoes washed to the shore. Although saying this would make Young Master very sad, but... considering the current situation, it’s likely Miss Yates t an ill fate."
"Bring the shoes over for to see." Maxwell Saxon furrowed his brows slightly, nodded, his voice calm.
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