<h4>Chapter 232: Chapter 232 Scarlett is the Cutest</h4>


    The maid sighed in relief and quickly turned to leave.


    Matthew Saxon chuckled lightly, "The maids at Grandpa’s house are really cuter one by one."


    Ian Dous was still angry and said coldly, "Since you like them so much, I’ll give them to you."


    Even though Scarlett Yates knew Matthew was joking, an unexinable fire welled up inside her. The more she saw his carefree demeanor, the more furious she felt. As soon as Ian finished speaking, she coldly chimed in, "Yeah, since you like them so much, why not take them with you? After all, the Saxon Family has plenty of money. Even if you brought a hundred of them back, you can afford to keep them."


    Matthew neither nodded nor opposed. He just narrowed his long eyes with a smile, "You agree too?"


    Another rush of anger surged in Scarlett, and the more she looked at those slightly narrowed Peach Blossom Eyes, the more she disliked him. She replied irritably, "Why wouldn’t I agree? Go ahead and pick carefully. If you’re going to take someone, taking just one isn’t interesting. Ten or eight would be more like it."


    Matthew’s smile deepened, and he nodded, "That suggestion doesn’t seem bad."


    Was he really nning to take them?


    Scarlett was so mad that she didn’t even want to speak to him. She clenched her teeth and gave a cold snort, turning her head away, not wanting to see him anymore.


    A lightugh sounded in her ear as Matthew leaned closer, "Scarlett, I haven’t finished what I was saying just now. If you’re going to get angry, at least wait till I finish."


    Scarlett turned back to re at him, "Who’s angry?"


    Matthew curled his lips, "Your eyes are open so wide, like you’re about to eat someone. Aren’t you angry?"


    She was not angry!


    If he wanted to take someone, then let him. Why should she be angry?


    She had made up her mind; she would guard her heart and not be swayed by him again.


    From now on, she wouldn’t let herself be led around by this fiendishly charming man anymore.


    Scarlett was about to retort sarcastically when she suddenly remembered someone else was watching them. The words turned into a mocking snort.


    Matthew didn’t care if she was really angry. Shamelessly, he leaned in closer and said with a smile, "The maids at Grandpa’s house are cute, but they can’tpare to Scarlett by even a thousandth. In my eyes, Scarlett is the cutest."


    Scarlett immediately felt a shiver run down her spine, scattering goosebumps all over.


    This man is getting cheesier by the day.


    Matthew smiled and looked yfully at Ian Dous, then said earnestly, "Grandpa’s good intentions, I’ll just ept them in spirit. You might as well keep those for yourself."


    Ian Dous snorted through his nose, his face still stern.


    At this moment, Uncle Spencer came over with the selected gifts. Seeing Ian’s sullen face, he instantly knew there must have been another disagreement between the grandfather and grandson.


    It was amon urrence, and he had already gotten used to it.


    Every time the grandfather and grandson met, it always ended on a sour note. If they ever got along from start to finish, that would be truly strange.


    Uncle Spencer handed over the chosen gift.


    Matthew epted it first, opened the box to take a look, and closed it again before Scarlett could see what was inside.


    He set the rosewood box on the table, squinting like a fox basking in the sun, "Grandpa is a bit stingy. Although these jade bracelets are of decent quality, you can buy them anywhere. Such a gift is a bit perfunctory for a meeting gift."