Chapter 1313: Aren’t You Being a Little Too Hasty?

"It’s not like that..." Maxwell Saxon hurriedly denied."Then don’t let it happen again, alright?"

"What are you referring to?" Maxwell Saxon asked with a slight frown, "As long as you’re not divorced, I can’t have any intimate actions towards you?"

Scarlett Yates took a deep breath and replied, "That’s right, please respect me."

Maxwell Saxon fell silent, remained so for a moment, and then frowned, "So when exactly are you getting divorced from Matthew Saxon? Your father said you went to the hospital to discuss this with him today. Did he agree?"

"He said he would consider it," Scarlett Yates told a lie.

"Did he really say that?" Maxwell Saxon seemed a bit skeptical of her.

"Since you’ve arranged for someone at the hospital, you should know his current condition. He’s lost his memory and is very resistant to me. Do you think under such circumstances, if I propose divorce, he would still try his best to win me back?" Talking to Maxwell Saxon cannot be done in a panic; any sudden nervousness could expose her lies to him.

Maxwell Saxon knew about this; the doctor had proactively reported it to him.

However, he didn’t fully believe it, fearing it was a drama staged by Scarlett Yates and Matthew Saxon together.

Moments later, Maxwell Saxon’s deep eyes flickered, his thin lips curved slightly, and he softly said, "Scarlett, no matter whether what you said is true or not, I’ll give you three days, and within these three days, you must get Matthew Saxon to agree to the divorce."

"As long as the divorce agreement is signed, he can safely return to Z City. This deal is quite beneficial for him."

He even set the time, giving her just three days.

Scarlett Yates was once again thankful that she could leave A Country the next day.

"Three days? Maxwell Saxon, aren’t you being a bit too hasty?" She couldn’t act overly calm; having no objections at all would be too unusual.

"Hasty?"

Maxwell Saxon stared at her intently, his eyes flickering like a predator that’s been longing for its prey: "My patience has limits. Three days is already enough time. Regarding your request just now, I can agree to it, but only for three days."

Scarlett Yates was a little frightened by his demeanor.

Every time Maxwell Saxon looked at her like that, it made her feel scared.

Fortunately, a voice interrupted, breaking the dangerous atmosphere in time.

"Young Master, it’s almost time to go." It was the young driver.

With an outsider present, Maxwell Saxon quickly changed his demeanor, retracting his predatory gaze, and extended his hand to Scarlett Yates, saying earnestly, "Let’s go."

Scarlett Yates didn’t move, she glanced at his hand.

Maxwell Saxon sighed helplessly, "The stairs are steep, and you’re wearing high heels; I’m afraid you might accidentally fall."

"Even if I promised not to touch you casually, tonight you are my date, and I have the responsibility and duty to take care of you. I would do the same for any other woman."

Scarlett Yates hesitated for a few seconds before slowly reaching out her hand.

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The banquet was held at an estate on the outskirts.

After getting out of the car, they were warmly welcomed inside.

Compared to Anthony’s estate, this one seemed a bit smaller in size and slightly inferior in other aspects, but it was still excellent and clearly a place lived in by wealthy individuals.

Once inside the hall, Scarlett Yates realized that there weren’t many people attending the banquet. The hall wasn’t as lively as she had imagined, and the number of attendees could be counted in a short time.