Scarlett Yates originally thought he was focused solely on the view outside the car window and couldn't possibly notice her, but to her surprise, his observational skills were excellent. Even with his side turned to her, he could detect her movements.
"I..."
"The wind outside is a bit strong, I shouldn't have opened the window." He turned around, gave her a slight smile, and then closed the window completely with one hand.
"Are you still cold?" He turned his head to look at her, asking politely and gentlemanly.
Scarlett wanted to say she wasn't cold at all. In fact, not only was she not cold, but she was feeling quite hot. However, seeing that Maxwell Saxon had closed the window just for her, she couldn't say anything else and just shook her head, smiling awkwardly, "Not cold anymore."
"That's good. If you still feel cold, you can ask Uncle Thompson to turn on the heater." He kindly suggested.
