While George spoke, he thought, Young Master, this is all I can do to help you.
I’ve said all the nice things for you, what’s next will depend on your own performance.
"The Young Master truly cares a lot about Miss Yates, Miss Yates might not fully understand, but asking him not to pursue May Denton and her son is such a difficult thing. These two people, one poisoned the master, and the other almost cost him his life. If it weren’t for the Young Master’s good luck, he would’ve died at the hands of Maxwell Saxon."
"For you, Young Master doesn’t even pursue those who tried to kill him and the master, showing how deep his feelings for you are."
Scarlett Yates listened silently, nodded after hearing it all, and said a bit guiltily, "George, you’re right. He’s been so good to , I feel sorry for him for doing things that made him angry."
Seeing Scarlett Yates’s reaction, George breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as her heart hasn’t truly been broken by the Young Master, things will be much easier.
Once the Young Master’s anger subsides, he can coax her back.
"It’s wonderful that Miss Yates understands the Young Master. I believe once he calms down, he’ll regret being angry with you."
"Now, can Miss Yates tell where you want to go? There are only private cars here, no other vehicles, I’ll quickly get a car and drive you."
Where to?
Scarlett Yates was montarily bewildered.
After thinking for a bit, she decided to go find Stella.
She told George where she wanted to go, and he asked her to stay put while he fetched a car.
Less than five minutes after George left, Scarlett Yates heard a car coming out.
She was a bit puzzled.
At a normal pace, it shouldn’t be possible to get the car out so quickly.
As she was wondering, a silver Lamborghini drove out when she looked towards the gate.
This car belonged to Matthew Saxon.
Scarlett Yates’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
The car stopped right next to her.
The window rolled down, and as her heart began to race faster, it slowly revealed a demonically handso face.
In the dim light, a pair of beautiful, mischievous eyes looked straight at her.
The owner of these beautiful eyes seed to frown when he saw her, his lips tightly pressed, looking rather unhappy.
Scarlett Yates sensibly turned around, trying to move to a place where he couldn’t see her.
Seeing her now makes him angry, so it’s better she avoids him.
"Scarlett Yates, where are you going?" Just as she turned around, a cold voice ca from behind.
In the low, icy voice, there seed to be a hint of anger, along with a touch of dissatisfaction.
Before Scarlett Yates could respond, the icy voice rang out again: "You just don’t want to see , every ti you see , you want to leave?"
Scarlett Yates froze.
She thought he was unhappy seeing her, so she avoided him, but how did it turn into her not wanting him?
"I tell you to go, and you can’t wait to leave, do you really want to go find Maxwell Saxon?" The person behind seed to be a bit unreasonable.
Scarlett Yates rembered clearly she never said anything like that.
He’s the one who spoke out of turn and said those hurtful words, she never admitted to them.
"I tell you, don’t think I’ll actually let you two be together, you want to find him, no way!" This voice beca increasingly unreasonable.
Scarlett Yates stood rooted, uncertain of his intentions now.
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