<h4>Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Take Whatever You Want</h4>


    To the extent thatter, when Matthew Saxon again suggested visiting her husband, Scarlett Yates’ first reaction was to find a restaurant and have a hearty meal before going.


    "Grandpa, you lost."


    Matthew Saxon pushed aside a pile of knives and forks in front of him, smiling like a sly fox, his slender eyeszily half-closed, and his voice waszy too, as if he might fall asleep at any moment, hoarse and deep, "A bet’s a bet, Grandpa. Can you agree to my terms now?"


    He said this while extending his hand towards Ian Dous, yawning and speakingzily, "Grandpa, the key."


    Ian Dous’ brows furrowed tightly into a bunch, looking extremely angry, his face as unpleasant as it could get.


    As a silent spectator all along, Scarlett Yates once again marveled at Matthew Saxon’s audacity, able to anger his dear grandfather to the point of speechlessness, yet not feeling the least bit ashamed. How thick-skinned must one be to manage that?


    Ian Dous’ lips moved, tightened his brows, and finally mmed a palm onto the table, standing up angrily, "Ungrateful descendant, ungrateful descendant!"


    He repeated these words twice, showing how furious he was.


    With a snap, a string of shiny objects was tossed from his palm andnded in Matthew Saxon’s hand.


    It was a string of keys with very odd shapes and beautifully carved patterns.


    Being able to make a key look as pretty as a piece of art, it was Scarlett Yates’ first time witnessing such a sight.


    Matthew Saxon slowly collected the keys into his hand, smiled brightly, and said, "Thank you, Grandpa. Scarlett, let’s go."


    He looked like a fox who had stolen a chicken, his grin curving his eyes into several crescents.


    "Go, where to?"


    Matthew Saxon took her hand, tossed the keys into the air, spun them around, and caught them back in his palm, gradually gripping them.


    He winked at her, a pleased smile forming at the corners of his brows and eyes, "I’m taking you on a treasure hunt."


    --


    Treasure hunt?


    Before entering the treasure room, Scarlett Yates didn’t fullyprehend the meaning of those two words.


    Although she knew from prior conversations between Matthew Saxon and Ian Dous that Ian possessed a so-called treasure room, in her understanding and cognition, a treasure room was probably just a small chamber meant for storing and collecting some valuable items.


    With a crunch, the key was inserted into a copper door.


    The copper door engraved with twin dragons ying with pearls.


    Scarlett Yates stood outside the door, her eyes fixed on this copper door, staring nkly at the two dragons on it.


    The dragons on the door were masterfully carved, the craftsmanship so exquisite it seemed as if two living dragons were perched on it.


    Matthew Saxon fiddled with the key for quite a while before finally aligning thoseplex keyholes.


    He gently twisted, and the copper door slowly opened, making a sound that was both deep and seemed to be very ancient.


    Beside him, Matthew Saxon’s lowughter rang out simultaneously, "Scarlett, if you see anything you fancy, just take it, don’t be shy."


    "Huh?" Scarlett Yates shifted her attention from the copper door to his overly handsome face, observing for a moment and realizing he wasn’t joking.


    Though he was smiling, it was entirely different from the yful teasing or joking kind of smile.


    Matthew Saxon curved his lips and reached to push the door further open, "Make sure to choose well, the chance doesn’te often. You should know..."