<h4>Chapter 230: Chapter 230: The Little Brat Is Getting More and More Cunning</h4>


    He was fine, no matter what he did, as Ian Dous’s sweetie grandson, he wouldn’t really be punished, but in case the opponent transferred their anger to her...


    In those 8 PM dramas she watched, people hated by powerful figures typically didn’t meet good ends. Even if they didn’t die, they suffered enough.


    She didn’t want to be one of those tragic characters.


    "Scarlett, haven’t I told you to call him grandpa?" Matthew Saxon seemed a bit dissatisfied with her calling Ian Dous "Old Master Dous," and furrowed his brows slightly.


    This time, Ian Dous didn’t repeat such words unfit to bear.


    Although his expression still showed some dissatisfaction, he tacitly epted Matthew Saxon’s words.


    Scarlett hesitated for a few seconds, then secretly nced at Ian Dous, finally whispering, "Gra... Grandpa."


    Matthew Saxon curved his lips into a smile and patted her head. "That’s better. Don’t get it wrong in the future."


    Ian Dous snorted lightly, saying ironically, "Since you’ve called me grandpa, I should present you something."


    Matthew Saxon patted Scarlett’s head again, his smile growing more delighted. "Everyone knows grandpa, you’re as wealthy as a nation. Since it’s a meeting gift, it shouldn’t be too paltry. Those ordinary things, grandpa shouldn’t ask people to bring them out."


    "I’m giving Girl Yates a gift, why are you, you little rascal, being so picky?"


    Ian Dous let out a sigh of grievance in his heart.


    This sly little fox, how did he guess what he was thinking?


    Just now, he really intended to casually have someone pick a few things out to deal with the matter.


    Though he epted Scarlett calling him grandpa, it was not willingly. Naturally, he wouldn’t genuinely value her.


    Now that his thoughts were seen through, he couldn’t really dismiss the matter so casually. After thinking slightly, he called Uncle Spencer over and spoke to him quietly.


    Uncle Spencer nodded. When he finished speaking, he followed the instructions to select the gift.


    Matthew Saxon tilted his head, smiling broadly, "I’ll thank grandpa for Scarlett first."


    Ian Dous turned his head away, scoffing coldly, "You’re getting craftier and craftier. If you could use your wits on your work, your dad wouldn’t have such a headache every day."


    After Ian Dous finished speaking, Scarlett saw Matthew Saxon’s expression change slightly, and the smile on his lips froze for a moment.


    "Grandpa, you know what kind of person I am. I have no interest in those irritating things in thepany. Dad giving me thepany is the wrong decision. Grandpa, you should advise him when you have time, not to ce hope on me. I’ll only disappoint him. If he truly cares about the Saxon Family, he should let Big Brother take over thepany."


    Whenever talking about Seymour’s affairs, Matthew Saxon always seemed nonchnt.


    In the eyes of outsiders, the unreachable, dream-desired position seemed to mean nothing to him. Not only was he indifferent, but he also wished to hand it over immediately.


    Even Scarlett felt that since Matthew Saxon was so uninterested in thepany’s affairs, why not have someone else take over?


    Maxwell Saxon would be the best candidate, wouldn’t he?


    He’s also Roy Saxon’s son, very interested in Seymour, and can manage thepany’s affairs well.


    But she was merely thinking about it.


    These aristocratic family matters are often veryplex, not what they appear. Roy Saxon is an intelligent businessman and a mature man with worldly experience. Since he has such arrangements, naturally, he has his reasons.