<h4>Chapter 39: Chapter 39: I’m Here to Find Matthew Saxon</h4>


    To make the President remember her, she really went all out.


    However... even though her actions were outrageous, making people secretly worried for her, she unexpectedly seeded.


    At the Dales Family’s banquet, the President acknowledged her identity in public, something that had never happened before.


    Since the "coffee spill incident" identally seeded, in the past few days, ten female employees, if not eight, were dismissed, and the President changed clothes especially frequently.


    Everyone fantasized about being the next lucky one.


    Just today, an internal regtion was issued in Seymour, prohibiting all female employees from bringing any non-work-rted items into the President’s office, except work necessities.


    "Miss Yates?" Just as Scarlett Yates hesitated about whether to go in, a doubtful voice sounded from behind her.


    "Uncle Thompson!" Seeing the familiar face as she turned around, Scarlett couldn’t help feeling a bit happy.


    Uncle Thompson looked at her doubtfully, a fleeting sh of an unusual color in his eyes, "Why is Miss Yates here?"


    Was she here to find the Young Master?


    Previously, she seemed to fear others knowing there was something ambiguous between her and the Young Master, not even letting him park the car outside the school gate, yet now she appeared here.


    The Young Master held a noble status and was a talented individual. That night, he picked her up and let her stay at his vi overnight. Such careful and considerate treatment could inevitably cause some misunderstandings and delusions on her part.


    He thought Scarlett would be an exception, but he overestimated her.


    "I came to find Matthew Saxon."


    "The second Young Master?" Uncle Thompson was stunned, unexpected.


    Scarlett nodded, "Uncle Thompson, can you take me to him?"


    Although Uncle Thompson was curious about her rtionship with Matthew, he ultimately did not ask, and nodded, "Miss Yates, please follow me."


    --


    Matthew Saxon’s office was on the 28th floor.


    As the President of the Seymour Consortium, upying an entire floor seemed reasonable.


    Adding the secretaries and assistants, usually, there were only four or five people on the entire floor.


    So... with such arge area and so few people, the environment was exceptionally quiet.


    If there was the slightest unusual sound, it would be noticed.


    A woman’s delightfulughter came from the President’s office.


    "Second Young Master, you’re so naughty. You promised to apany me that night, and I waited for you all night."


    Azy, hoarse voiceforted the woman, "Aren’t I clearing my schedule for you now?"


    The woman acted coy, "I’m just afraid that while your body is with me, your heart is with another woman."


    The man chuckled softly, "Who else can make me dizzy like you do?"


    Those honeyed words brought a few sweet giggles from the woman, her voice bing increasingly charming, "Lately, there’s been talk that you’ve taken a liking to a female college student, and for her, you even disregarded the Dales Family’s face."


    The man didn’t deny it, he justzily asked, "Oh? What else do these rumors say? Tell me everything."


    The woman’sughter turned slightly mocking, "They say the Second Young Master has grown used to fine dining, maybe a in porridge will suit your taste. Perhaps that female college student is lucky and will transform from a sparrow into a phoenix, bing the Saxon Family’s second Young Madam."


    "Is this a rumor, or your own spection?" The man’s voice remainedzy, but his suddenugh sent an inexplicable chill.