Matthew Saxon turned his head to look out the car window.
The rain was so heavy, his mood like the gloomy sky at that moment, his heart felt like something was blocking it, weighing him down.
Thinking of Scarlett Yates's indifferent gaze, he couldn't help but furrow his brows.
"Maxwell Saxon's recent behavior is a bit unusual, we must prepare in advance."
"The Young Master has been interacting with Miss Yates quite a lot lately, but there's nothing beneficial to him from Miss Yates. Just what is the Young Master planning?" Maxwell Saxon's shrewdness and methods made George start to worry.
This Young Master, who appeared to be a gentleman on the surface, was in fact a ruthless character who could kill without leaving a trace.
George had already seen this in how Maxwell Saxon handled certain company affairs.
Everything Maxwell Saxon did was highly purposeful; the fact that he invited Scarlett Yates to meet alone tonight made it impossible for it to be just a casual dinner.
