Chapter 914: Chapter 914: I Want to Pick a Tie
Anyway, since he has already made it clear that he won’t take her back, she temporarily trusts him this ti. As long as he doesn’t catch her back, she has nothing to worry about.
Besides, just as Matthew Saxon said, no matter how Maxwell Saxon treats others, at least he is quite gentlemanly towards her.
Her mood relaxed, and she was no longer afraid of anything. Her tone also beca much lighter.
Maxwell Saxon couldn’t stand looking at her clothes, and even found her gloves unpleasant to look at.
Though Henry Dales already has a fiancée, he still can’t completely be at ease.
Truthfully, Henry Dales is an excellent man, attractive to won in many ways. He and Scarlett Yates used to study at the sa school, and Scarlett Yates has a very good impression of him...
Now that she’s alone in a strange place, Henry Dales’ care and help are undoubtedly like a lifeline in a snowstorm. Touched, she might develop so feelings.
Although he thinks Scarlett Yates isn’t soone who easily changes her feelings, people in love, whether n or won, tend to be sowhat irrational.
If not, why else would there be the saying "Those caught in the situation are confused, while observers are clear"?
Maxwell Saxon was increasingly feeling that it was not good for Scarlett Yates to continue staying at Henry Dales’.
Soon, he’ll have to think of a way to persuade her to move out.
He isn’t without friends in Fort City either; he can make a call to have soone arrange it and solve this problem.
The only thing he needs to consider is how to persuade her, which seems to be not an easy task.
While standing there thinking about these issues, he heard Scarlett Yates urging impatiently. Afraid she’d really beco impatient, he temporarily put all the issues aside and strode over to her.
Maxwell Saxon, with a height of 187 cm and long, straight legs, covers the distance Scarlett needs two steps to cover in one step. He quickly caught up with her and walked side by side with her.
The n’s clothing store wasn’t far from where they ate; after walking for four or five minutes, they arrived.
This store looked pretty ordinary at first glance, about twenty square ters in size with average decor. The clothes inside weren’t any famous brands, and the material looked quite ordinary.
As soon as Scarlett Yates walked in, she felt Maxwell Saxon would definitely choose another place.
A man like him, completely wrapped in top-tier brands, would surely not buy clothes here.
But to her surprise, Maxwell Saxon didn’t intend to leave.
Contrary to her expectations, he even went purposefully to the side to look at clothes.
The boss of the shop looked at him with a strange expression, scanning him from head to toe. His gaze beca even stranger but remained enthusiastic as he greeted, "Sir, may I help you choose sothing?"
Scarlett Yates guessed the shop owner was thinking the sa as her—it’s hard to believe a man dressed so luxuriously would truly shop in such a modest store.
"I’d like to pick out a tie," Maxwell Saxon smiled warmly, his tone gentle, his smile charming, coupled with his mature and handso face, he seed indeed like a noble young master.
The shop owner was a man.
But it didn’t stop him from being intrigued by another outstanding man, staring at Maxwell Saxon’s face for several seconds before enthusiastically recomnding, "Sir, with your aura, this tie will definitely look great on you."
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