Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Is It Fun to Compete for Things with Others?
Scarlett Yates genuinely hadn’t noticed any particularly sensational news in recent days.
Even if there were, she had no interest in those entertainnt gossip, so she was completely unaware of any news circulating between Alice Green and Matthew Saxon.
At this mont, listening to Maxwell Saxon speak, it seed like it wasn’t anything good.
Scarlett Yates suddenly rembered that stormy night, when Alice Green stood outside without any hesitation and was embracing Matthew Saxon.
If so reporter was eager to take a secret snapshot, it wouldn’t be difficult.
One was Saxon Family’s Young Master, the other was the fiancée of Saxon Family’s eldest Young Master, yet they were eting privately at a hotel in the middle of the night.
Once such news breaks out, it would instantly beco an exceptionally entertaining piece of news.
Any dia publication aiming to excavate front-page headlines definitely wouldn’t miss it.
If they really captured that ambiguous scene from that night, then...
Suddenly, Scarlett Yates felt the atmosphere beco delicate, unsure if it was a psychological effect or a real change, she noticed that Maxwell Saxon’s smile seed to have turned slightly cold.
Of course, such matters are understandable to anyone.
Who could endure their fiancée mingling with their brother?
For Maxwell Saxon to hold back and maintain his composure without losing his temper, his restraint must have reached a certain level, beyond what ordinary people can achieve.
The waiter brought the coffee.
Her cup of cappuccino emitted a rich and llow scent of milk, the foam in the cup drew a human face that, at a glance, looked surprisingly like her.
Scarlett Yates stared at that face resembling her own, unwilling to drink it.
A soft chuckle reached her ears, she looked up to see Matthew Saxon leaning closer.
He could still laugh; how shaless and thick-skinned must one be?
Did he not see the coldness in Maxwell Saxon’s eyes? Or did he see it, but simply didn’t care?
Even though she now knew he didn’t love Alice Green and never touched her, Maxwell Saxon was unaware of this.
Was he not planning to explain?
"Hmm, your coffee seems better, Scarlett, shall we swap?" As he spoke, he reached over.
In the blink of an eye, Scarlett’s coffee was in his hands.
The cup depicting her portrait, which made her reluctant to drink, was taken by Matthew Saxon who lowered his head and took a sip.
The image in the cup was consud by him.
"Indeed, your cup is tastier," Matthew Saxon looked up, his Peach Blossom Eyes filled with laughter, the sight of her flushed cheeks made his smile deepen.
Scarlett grabbed back her coffee to find it and was instantly infuriated.
"Why didn’t you order your own, Young Master? Is it amusing to snatch things from others?"
"Of course it is."
Matthew Saxon pursed his lips, seemingly savoring, squinting his eyes slightly, and said aningfully, "Nothing tastes better than what’s snatched, especially when taken from sothing soone else likes; that taste is even more wonderful."
"In this, big brother has the most experience, don’t believe , ask him."
With that, he slowly turned his head and smiled, "Big brother, isn’t that right?"
Scarlett Yates was taken aback, sensing that his words held deeper aning, and upon further reflection, her expression changed, she discreetly glanced at Maxwell Saxon’s reaction.
Maxwell Saxon rely smiled lightly, casually saying, "If it’s truly sothing you extrely cherish, you’d protect it even with your life, it’s not sothing others can easily take."
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