Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Others Can’t Even Beg for It
Although Uncle Spencer seed very easygoing, Scarlett Yates did not really think he was such a person.
Her first impression of Uncle Spencer was that he was not easy to get along with.
When those shrewd and profound dark eyes scrutinized her, her first instinct was to find a place to hide.
Matthew Saxon gently pulled Scarlett Yates into his embrace, soothingly patted her twice on the back shoulder, unobtrusively blocking Uncle Spencer’s sharp gaze, "Uncle Spencer, why do you still call her Miss Yates? As the younger generation, from now on, just call her Scarlett."
Seeing how much he cared about Scarlett Yates, Uncle Spencer’s eyes flickered, and he no longer stared at her.
"Young Master is right. Since Scarlett is the Young Master’s fiancée, it’s our first eting, and as an uncle, I cannot co empty-handed." Uncle Spencer said, taking off the copper ring from his finger.
"Scarlett, this is a little token from Uncle Spencer. It’s nothing of great value, so please don’t despise it."
Uncle Spencer handed the ring he had removed to Scarlett Yates.
The copper ring’s surface was carved with a series of strange patterns, and upon closer inspection, it looked like a set of characters.
As Matthew Saxon’s faux girlfriend, Scarlett Yates dared not easily accept gifts from people around him and looked up, seeking his opinion with her eyes.
At this mont, Matthew Saxon also coincidentally looked down, his deep and srizing Peach Blossom Eyes carrying a gentle smile. He smiled at her and said, "It’s not an easy thing to get sothing from Uncle Spencer."
He took the ring and, in front of Uncle Spencer, placed it on Scarlett Yates’s index finger.
The copper ring was adjustable, and after Matthew Saxon adjusted it to size, Scarlett Yates’s empty finger now bore a shiny ring.
Matthew Saxon brought her ringed finger to his eyes and inspected it, nodding in satisfaction, "Uncle Spencer indeed has great taste. Scarlett, hurry and thank him. This precious gift, you must take care, be sure not to lose it."
The copper ring was not noticeable.
From its appearance alone, it did not seem like anything of great value, but from what Matthew Saxon had just said, she sensed a different aning.
This inconspicuous ring was likely indeed of significant weight.
People like them could not view their belongings with ordinary eyes.
Scarlett Yates decided to ask more about the ring’s special nature when she had the chance.
She reached out and touched the ring, expressing joy on her face, sweetly saying, "Thank you, Uncle Spencer, this ring is very pretty. I like it a lot."
Uncle Spencer smiled, "This ring’s design is old-fashioned. It’s rare for a young girl to like it. I’ve worn it for so many years without giving it away; today, I finally t soone who doesn’t despise it."
Matthew Saxon wrapped Scarlett Yates’s hand again, his slender Peach Blossom Eyes narrowed slightly, "Uncle Spencer, you’re joking. When giving gifts, what’s more important is novelty. With your kind intentions, Scarlett couldn’t be happier, how could she reject it."
After saying that, he fondly patted Scarlett Yates on the head, "Scarlett, don’t believe Uncle Spencer’s words. This ring is sothing others can’t even get if they begged for it."
Scarlett Yates didn’t doubt Matthew Saxon’s words at all.
Having gotten a great deal, she smiled contentedly and pondered if Matthew Saxon wished to take the ring back, should she return it or not?
In theory, the ring was given to her, so it belonged to her.
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