Scarlett Yates supported Matthew Saxon as they walked into the dining room.
The servants pulled out their chairs.
After sitting down, Matthew Saxon first glanced at Maxwell Saxon, then turned his gaze to May Denton, seeming to smile, "It sounds like Aunt Denton isn’t pleased with Scarlett?"
At the mont she saw Matthew Saxon and Scarlett Yates, May Denton’s gaze turned a few degrees colder.
Roy Saxon had just reprimanded her about the matter, so she dared not complain anymore, forcing a smile and saying, "You heard wrong, I have no complaints toward Miss Yates."
Matthew Saxon chuckled and nodded, "I think I misunderstood then. Aunt Denton is such a gentle and virtuous woman; how could she be like those narrow-minded shrews, lacking even a bit of tolerance."
May Denton was frustrated but had no outlet, yet still had to put on a welcoming face, "I thought you wouldn’t accept this kind of engagent, but seeing the two of you so affectionate, I am relieved."
Matthew Saxon replied with a half-smile, "Sorry for troubling Aunt Denton."
He turned his head, publicly tucking a few strands of hair blocking Scarlett Yates’ eyes behind her ear in a very doting manner, his gaze soft as he said warmly, "Scarlett, let formally introduce you."
He gestured towards May Denton, curling his lips, "This is my dad’s second wife. From now on, you can call her Aunt Denton along with ."
May Denton’s face turned alternately pale and blue, her eyes sparking with fire.
Matthew Saxon, however, seed to be in a good mood, raising the corners of his lips higher, his gaze slowly shifting until it landed on Maxwell Saxon sitting opposite him.
He looked at Maxwell Saxon and slightly squinted, the amusent in his pitch-black eyes deepening, "Sitting opposite is my older brother from a different mother. He’s a great guy. The sses I make outside are all cleaned up by him. If you have any trouble, feel free to go to him; he’ll certainly handle it perfectly for you."
After speaking, he raised his glass and made a toast toward Maxwell Saxon, curling his lips cheekily, "Brother, am I right?"
A mont of silence.
May Denton’s face turned ashen with anger, her breathing becoming rapid, looking as if she might faint at any mont.
Matthew Saxon’s few words made the already unpleasant atmosphere even worse.
Scarlett Yates sneaked a glance at Maxwell Saxon.
Compared to May Denton, Maxwell Saxon was very composed.
Matthew Saxon’s deliberate provocation seed to have no effect in front of him.
His expression remained unchanged, calmly raising his glass, his cold voice not betraying a hint of displeasure, "Since you call brother, we’re family, your business is my business."
Matthew Saxon laughed softly, draining the wine from his glass in one go, speaking slowly, "With brother saying this, I’ll be more at ease handling things outside in the future."
Seeing his younger son beco increasingly brazen, Roy Saxon had to chide him, "Your brother has company matters to attend to and is already busy worrying about your private affairs. He’s exhausted enough, yet all you know is to wander outside all day, hanging out with your Fox and Hound Allies, are you okay with that?"
Matthew Saxon evidently had thick skin.
He laughed indifferently, "Having brother is enough for the company; I’m fine being just a figurehead President."
Scarlett Yates cast a speechless glance at the person beside her, inwardly sighing that Matthew Saxon truly had the nerve of a pig unafraid of hot water.
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