She might just be an ordinary nobody, but she's watched plenty of TV dramas about rich-family feuds and battles over利益.
Don't they always show on TV that for利益and power, even relatives will fight each other to the death?
Look back at ancient times—just to fight for the throne, fathers killing sons, brothers killing brothers was even more common; aren't all those bloody, brutal facts?
History doesn't lie.
For a moment, Stella really didn't know what to say.
When it comes to rich-family struggles, it's probably not just the Saxon Family that's like this, but even so, Maxwell Saxon is still way too cold-blooded, way too vicious.
For power and利益, he can even throw away his own flesh and blood—someone like that is as terrifying as a viper or a scorpion.
"Then… if Maxwell Saxon refuses to hand over the antidote, there's really nothing anyone can do?"
Scarlett Yates nodded heavily, her expression grave. "As things stand now, yes."
