<h4>Chapter 579: Chapter 579: Mistaken Identity</h4>


    Maxwell Saxon said nonchntly, "Things that don’t exist, why should I mind them?"


    "If you haven’t done it, you haven’t done it. If your conscience is clear, why care what others say? Since they’re baseless rumors, there will alwayse a day when they’re exposed. Time can prove everything."


    The most frightening thing in this world is rumors.


    But such a frightening thing bes weightless when it reaches Maxwell Saxon.


    Everyone understands the logic, but how many people can truly endure the nder of rumors?


    You can control the heavens and the earth, but who can control others’ tongues?


    No matter how unbelievable, no matter how absurd, once it’s spread by enough people, even lies be believed as truth.


    She still remembered an impressive actress in the entertainment circle. It was probably because she was too impressive that she got smeared.


    During that time, various media outlets on magazines, television, and news were flooded with negative reports about her, like iming she had worked in a nightclub.


    Initially, no one believed it, but after such news bombarded over time, as the tales grew more outrageous, more people began to believe.


    In the end, when the managementpany wanted to rify on her behalf, it was seen as a guilty cover-up.


    Just looking at this event, one could see the immense power of so-called rumors. For a public figure like Maxwell Saxon, everything he says and does is scrutinized by others. If any rumors spread, the impact is imaginable.


    "What if, before time can prove everything, you’re already condemned by the rumor? You wouldn’t mind?" She pressed her lips tightly, a hint of annoyance in her cold voice.


    Maxwell curled his lips, "If the rumor is about you and me, I wouldn’t mind."


    Scarlett Yates was stunned.


    She couldn’t say a word.


    She looked at Maxwell Saxon in surprise and irritation, staying silent for a long time, not knowing what to say.


    Damn!


    What did he mean by that? What did he mean by saying he wouldn’t mind if the rumor was about him and her?


    She couldn’t help but think of the slightly ambiguous words he said in the changing room, seemingly deliberately trying to cause misunderstandings.


    Now, he’s saying something even more ambiguous.


    Is it because she’s already seen his true colors that he no longer pretends to be a gentleman in front of her?


    Is the real Maxwell Saxon such an unscrupulous man? Was he flirting with her just now?


    It’s as if discovering a new continent, leaving her astonished.


    "Does Young Master not feel he’s going too far saying these things?" Scarlett finally managed to squeeze out a sentence after a long pause.


    The man in front didn’t take his eyes off the road, intently focused as if seriously driving.


    Upon hearing her words, his reflection in the mirror raised an eyebrow, chuckling heartily, "Too far?"


    "Young Master has a beloved fiancée, yet you say such misleading words to another woman. Isn’t that too much?" Scarlett pressed her lips, a hint of anger in her eyes.


    "If those words are too much, I’ve said even more extreme things before, you just don’t remember." Maxwell’s voice suddenly became low, and those deep, smiling eyes dimmed, a low sigh escaping from deep in his throat.


    "Did Young Master mistake me for someone else?"


    Scarlett frowned slightly, a trace of doubt in her eyes, she snapped, "Young Master must be thinking of that interesting friend of yours again, mistaking me for her?"