Chapter 1302: Are You Accusing Me?

Maxwell Saxon’s face changed slightly, his steps paused, he turned and looked down at her. Scarlett Yates didn’t know where she’d gone wrong with her question.

She felt that Maxwell Saxon’s demeanor had suddenly turned much colder, and his expression was also a bit frosty.

It seemed like she had asked something she shouldn’t have.

"You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, I was just casually asking..."

"Uncle Thompson is in prison." After a few seconds of silence, Maxwell Saxon said in a deep voice.

Scarlett Yates was stunned, surprised, "Uncle Thompson is in prison? Why?"

She had no knowledge of this at all; in previous conversations, Maxwell Saxon hadn’t mentioned it to her.

"Why?" Maxwell Saxon laughed coldly, curling his lip, "Do you really think Matthew Saxon would let me off so easily?"

"Even if he couldn’t touch me, he’d still make me pay the price, sending the one I trust most to prison is his way of hitting back at me."

"Back then, Uncle Thompson negotiated not only an exchange of people but also agreed to take the blame for me. All the charges that could’ve put me in prison were shouldered by Uncle Thompson. The court sentenced him to six years, which isn’t very long, but life inside..."

His gaze turned colder, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, "Six years? Even spending a year in there leaves a shadow for life."

Uncle Thompson did this to protect Maxwell Saxon...

Scarlett Yates didn’t know what to say.

Uncle Thompson was genuinely loyal to Maxwell Saxon, and to Maxwell Saxon, Uncle Thompson must hold an important place in his heart, right?

It was Matthew Saxon who sent Uncle Thompson to prison, so, doesn’t Maxwell Saxon deeply resent Matthew Saxon?

"Maxwell Saxon, don’t forget your promise to me." Scarlett Yates nervously said, fearing Maxwell Saxon would seek revenge for Uncle Thompson, "You promised you wouldn’t hurt him. I know Uncle Thompson is very important to you, but what you did was wrong. Poisoning Uncle Saxon and kidnapping Matthew Saxon were all very serious. Based on Matthew Saxon’s character, he wouldn’t let them slide, and you’re well aware of that."

"Just for poisoning Uncle Saxon, a six-year sentence isn’t much; he’s already been lenient."

What she said was factual.

Based on Matthew Saxon’s character, the outcome was relatively light.

But because these words came from her, they sounded different in Maxwell Saxon’s ears.

His face sank, his voice turned cold: "Are you saying Uncle Thompson deserved to be in prison?"

Scarlett Yates looked directly into his eyes, thought for a moment, then slowly said: "If you make a mistake, you should face the consequences. If you feel Uncle Thompson is innocent, then what about Uncle Saxon, who is still in a coma? Is he innocent?"

She bit her lip and lowered her voice, "Even if he’s not your biological father, he still raised you. How could you be so heartless?"

Maxwell Saxon’s face grew even more somber: "Are you accusing me? Do you think I’m cold-blooded, heartless?"

"I didn’t say that, but Uncle Saxon, although not perfect to you and your mother, hasn’t wronged you. If you want to hate, you should hate your biological father who abandoned you both."

Maxwell Saxon’s gaze grew colder: "Scarlett, do not exploit my affection for you to act recklessly."