"Why should I care?" Alice Green chuckled softly, "Others might not know about our relationship, but surely you do?"
"I wish you would truly fall for Scarlett Yates and find a way to steal her from him; that way, no one would compete with me for Matthew."
As she said this, Maxwell Saxon's eyes flickered briefly, then his thin lips curved slightly, "Your fondness for Matthew Saxon makes me a bit uneasy."
These words seemed casual, but Alice suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
She paused, her expression changed instantly, "What do you mean? You don't trust me?"
Maxwell smiled faintly, "Women in love often lose their rationality. I cannot help but worry that you might turn on me for Matthew Saxon."
Cold sweat rolled down her forehead, Alice was startled by his half-serious, half-joking tone, her heart skipped several beats.
Being suspected by a man like Maxwell Saxon is truly terrifying.
