<h4>Chapter 578: Chapter 578: You Don’t Mind?</h4>


    She was even afraid of hearing supposedly personal words from Maxwell Saxon.


    The first time, he told her that her parents were killed by Roy Saxon.


    This time, what shocking secret did he want to tell her?


    Although she was unwilling to hear any news from Maxwell Saxon, she was also afraid that he would truly reveal some unspeakable secret to the public.


    She bit her lip angrily, originally wanting to turn and leave, but ultimately she didn’t dare to gamble on the truth of Maxwell Saxon’s words just now.


    "Fine, I’ll talk with you."


    After struggling and hesitating for a moment, she took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her anger, and slowly turned around.


    The moment she turned, Maxwell Saxon’s lips curved into a knowing smile.


    So confident, as if everything was under his control.


    That damn smile, no matter how it looked, seemed ring.


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    "It seems you don’t quite like Western food, so how about a Chinese restaurant today? There’s a ce that makes exquisite Chinese dishes, I think it might suit your taste."


    Maxwell Saxon was driving the car himself today.


    Scarlett Yates deliberately sat in the back, treating him purely as a driver.


    But he didn’t seem to mind, when she ignored the passenger seat he’d opened and sat in the back cabin, he just gave a faint smile, with no trace of displeasure on his face.


    Of course, in Scarlett Yates’s impression, Maxwell Saxon seemed never truly angry.


    He truly did not show his emotions.


    "The Young Master should know, eating with someone you don’t like makes everything taste like wax." She tried to provoke him with every word, but each time she failed.


    No matter what she said, no matter how excessive her words were, he remained unmoved.


    She felt a deep sense of frustration.


    "Then let’s have Chinese food, that restaurant makes some pretty good beauty-enhancing soups, you must try themter."


    "Hasn’t the Young Master heard those rumors? Do you really not care at all?"


    "Rumors?" Maxwell Saxonughed, as if having a casual chat, his tone leisurely and rxed, "What is Miss Yates referring to?"


    He obviously knew everything, yet pretended to be ignorant in front of her.


    One of the things Scarlett Yates hated most about him was his feigned ignorance.


    Her voice involuntarily turned cold, carrying a bit of sarcasm: "The Young Master knows perfectly well, why must you make me spell it out?"


    "If Miss Yates doesn’t say it, how would I know?" Maxwell Saxon chuckled, jokingly said, "I’m not the worm in Miss Yates’s stomach."


    "The Young Master should know rumors are dreadful, if the righteous image you’ve painstakingly built is destroyed by a few baseless rumors, don’t you think it’s not worth it?"


    "Miss Yates, feel free to speak directly, what exactly is the rumor you’re referring to?" He continued to feign ignorance, as if truly unaware of these matters.


    Scarlett Yates coldlyughed, "They’re all saying that the Young Master has taken a liking to your brother’s woman and is soon going to be a fickle-hearted scoundrel. Hasn’t the Young Master heard anything about this?"


    A few secondster.


    "Oh."


    Maxwell Saxon chuckled lightly, unconcerned, "So it’s about this, I’ve heard about it."


    "You don’t mind?" Seeing his nonchnt demeanor, Scarlett Yates frowned, and her anger inexplicably grew a bit more.