The moment Maxwell Saxon brought her into the hall, someone recognized her. The woman of Matthew Saxon, the second Young Master of the Saxon Family, appeared hand in hand with the eldest son of the Saxon Family at the banquet. Everyone was curious and puzzled about such a strange and complicated situation, but they all very tacitly chose to play dumb, pretending to know nothing.
This circle is already messy, people have seen all kinds of outrageous things, most of them know each other, how can they continue to enjoy themselves together if they don’t play dumb?
Most people were watching them with the mindset of watching a good show, with a faint sense of excitement and agitation.
"Why isn’t Miss Yates speaking? Is my question that difficult to answer, making you feel so troubled?" Scarlett Yates remained silent, but Matthew Saxon was not planning to let her off the hook.
With a trace of inexplicable anger, his phoenix eyes were fixed on her, his thin lips pressed into a cold arc. In his trouser pocket, his fingers tightened more and more, as if he wanted to crush her into pieces.
This damn woman.
This abominable and hateful woman, she dared to play him.
How could she be so disgusting, saying she liked him? Is this how she likes him?
She liked him, so she was with his elder brother.
She liked him, so she acted pitiful and wronged in front of him, while quickly throwing herself into another man’s arms.
She wore the jewelry given to her by Maxwell Saxon, nestling in his arms like a dependent bird.
The moment he entered, he saw them standing together, the man handsome, the woman charming and lovely, outwardly they actually looked very well matched.
At that moment, it felt as if something had viciously stabbed his heart, as if he had been betrayed.
She was his wife, but she was being intimately held in another man’s arms.
She betrayed him.
She deceived him.
This damn woman and Maxwell Saxon were accomplices. Every word she said in the hospital was a lie.
She was a complete fraud. From the beginning, he was somewhat wary of her. He knew she might deceive him, but no matter how careful he was, in the end, he gradually believed her.
Her acting was indeed superb, she fooled him completely.
If he hadn’t witnessed this spectacular scene tonight, he would have continued to be deceived by her.
"Miss Yates?" Matthew Saxon narrowed his long phoenix eyes and took a step forward, staring at her intensely, "Don’t tell me Miss Yates doesn’t understand the language I’m speaking? Or is Miss Yates mute and simply can’t speak?"
His extreme anger made him indifferent to the circumstances.
His rationality burned in the fire of jealousy, soon consumed completely, not a fragment left.
With every word he spoke, Scarlett Yates’ face grew a shade more unsightly, initially just pale, but after a few of Matthew’s aggressive sentences, her face turned deathly white.
Even with Maxwell Saxon holding her, her body seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Her lips kept moving, wanting to explain, yet it felt like something was stuck in her throat, not even half a word could come out.
She couldn’t speak.
Even if she wanted to explain, it wasn’t the right time, and certainly not in full view of everyone.
"Matthew, mind your attitude." Maxwell Saxon played the role of the protector, stepping forward to partially shield Scarlett Yates with his body.
"Brother, you know my personality has always been like this."
Chapter 1317: Watch Your Attitude
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