Originally, it was meant as a joke, but Maxwell Saxon unexpectedly nodded seriously: "You two really do look alike."
"That's quite a coincidence." After a brief silence, Scarlett Yates forced an unnatural smile onto her lips.
She wondered if it was just her imagination.
Upon learning that she resembled Maxwell Saxon's friend, whom he still thought of fondly, Scarlett found his gaze on her somewhat strange.
It seemed as if he was looking at someone through her.
That gaze was filled with nostalgia.
Maxwell called over the waiter to pour Scarlett another glass of mango juice, and though she intended to refuse, the sweet aroma changed her mind and she accepted it silently.
She drank it slowly, in small sips, and halfway through, she suddenly raised her head.
Maxwell was watching her.
He watched her with a curious gaze, having been interested ever since she started drinking the mango juice.
