Chapter 378: Chapter 378: When did Young Master discover it?
Matthew Saxon’s face, which revealed none of his emotions, suddenly lit up with a aningful smile. He was silent for a mont, then looked at George with an equally aningful gaze and said slowly, "George, this is the first ti you’ve lost your temper at
over a woman by my side."
"Why?"
"Young Master..."
"This kind of thing has happened before, why couldn’t you hold back this ti?"
"Young Master, I just..."
"George, when did this happen?" Matthew Saxon’s eyes seed to see through everything. With just a few glances at George, he saw George’s expression gradually change.
His expression beca strange, as if he was nervous and uneasy, whispering, "Young Master, what are you talking about?"
Matthew Saxon had a faint smile at the corner of his lips and stared at him for a long ti, a strange color flashed in his slender eyes as he blandly said, "I told you, I will handle this matter. Do your part, and don’t worry about other things."
"Why are you still standing there, go out."
Although Matthew Saxon didn’t say anything specific, George felt a panic and unease as if his secrets had been exposed. After his face changed a few tis, he left in a fluster.
What exactly is George’s secret?
Matthew Saxon didn’t say it out loud because he still wanted to preserve so dignity for him, considering their years of friendship.
When George ca out of the room, his mind was blank for a few seconds, and then it beca a ss.
His tightly clenched palm was completely soaked with sweat.
He recalled Matthew Saxon’s piercing yet knowing gaze, as if it had already seen through him, revealing the deep secrets he had hidden well.
But when did the Young Master discover it?
He thought he had hidden it well enough.
Even he himself was slow to realize, until he saw Scarlett Yates lying motionless in the mud, he began to slowly feel it.
Indeed, under the Young Master’s sharp eyes, nothing could be hidden from him.
But, what should he do in the future?
After the Young Master discovered his secret, could he still stay by the Young Master’s side as if nothing had happened like before?
This day was destined not to be calm for George anymore.
And this day was destined not to be calm for Alice Green either.
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"Master Maxwell, Miss Green, Young Matthew has arrived."
Alice Green’s hand shook twice, and a few drops of freshly brewed coffee spilled out, staining her white dress.
The coffee stains dripped onto her chest, dirtying the six-figure dress she wore, yet she seed not to notice, staring dazedly at the door with the coffee cup in her hands.
Maxwell Saxon thoughtfully took in her odd behavior, stood up and walked next to her, placing a hand on her shoulder as if concerned, asking, "Alice, what’s wrong with you?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing..." Alice Green withdrew her gaze with a strange expression, forced a smile at the corner of her lips, and handed the coffee cup in her hand to him, "I made it according to your taste; try and see how it is?"
Maxwell Saxon smiled, "Your skills are impeccable."
Alice Green smiled again, though her smile still seed unnatural, "Everyone knows your taste is very picky; getting such affirmation from you should make
feel honored, right?"
Just as she said this, she heard footsteps approaching.
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