<h4>Chapter 315: Chapter 315: Don’t Be Deceived by His Appearance</h4>


    Scarlett Yates’ face looked somewhat unpleasant, "You, you stop saying that."


    "I didn’t intend to scare you."


    Matthew Saxon looked at her pale face from fright, remained silent for a few seconds, and spoke earnestly, "I’m just warning you, don’t be deceived by his appearance. Even I have to be wary of him. Do you truly think he’s a gentleman as gentle as jade?"


    The mind was still a nk.


    Scarlett waspletely shocked.


    In her mind appeared the handsome and aloof face of Maxwell Saxon, a man with elegant and noble demeanor, like a gentleman. She truly couldn’t associate him with the terrifying boy Matthew described.


    "It’s nothing much, just try to have less contact with him in the future. If you meet, just casually greet him and don’t get too close." Seeing her so frightened that she couldn’t speak, Matthew had to say someforting words.


    He hesitated before mentioning this matter.


    But knowing she seemed to have a good impression of Maxwell, he felt he should give her a reminder.


    Scarlett’s spirit returned to her body after a while of shock. She nodded with lingering fear, "I understand."


    Seeing her so frightened, Matthew couldn’t help but joke, "You really are a coward. Since you’re so afraid of death, help me keep this secret well."


    She didn’t want to know these secrets at all.


    It’s all his fault; why did he have to tell her?


    Now she knew too many things she shouldn’t know, and she couldn’tpletely sever ties with him anymore.


    Scarlett bit her lower lip, red at him resentfully, and said angrily, "Who told you to say it? I didn’t want to know at all."


    "Whether you wanted to know or not, you know it now."


    Matthew curled his lips, a sh of shrewdness crossed his long phoenix eyes, "From now on, you belong to me."


    A perfectly normal sentence, but how did it be tainteding from his mouth?


    Scarlett blushed, bit her lip, and spat at him, "ording to the Young Master’s words, we’re already on the same boat. So, it can be said that you belong to me from now on."


    Trying to take advantage of her? Dream on.


    Matthew was momentarily stunned, the evil charmughing in his half-squinted peach blossom eyes, nodded meaningfully, "Hmm, I am yours, and you are mine."


    In terms of shameless slyness, how could Scarlettpare with the Saxon Family’s second Young Master who passes through thousands of flowers but never gets touched?


    Again being verbally taken advantage of, Scarlett was so angry she gritted her teeth, her face flushed as she red at the shameless man for a long time, unable to say a word.


    No matter what she said, she couldn’t out-talk him.


    "Young Master, the story is over. Can I leave now?"


    Being stared at by those charming peach blossom eyes, Scarlett’s heart was in disarray once again.


    "Yes, the story is finished, the tea is drunk, it’s time to leave."


    "Then..." Scarlett prepared to dust her clothes and leave.


    There were too many unresolved questions in her mind. Until she could sort them out, she thought she should keep a distance from Matthew.


    When facing him, her mind was always muddled, unable to think.


    Knock, knock, knock.


    The sudden knock interrupted her goodbye.


    "Matthew, open the door, is Scarlett with you?" Even through two doors, Knox Simmons’ voice could be heard.


    Matthew suddenly gave a cold smile and told Scarlett, "Sit here, don’t move. I’ll go and dismiss him."