<h4>Chapter 806: Chapter 806: I Don’t Want to Hear You Defend Him</h4>


    "Do you have something to say?" Matthew Saxon had already noticed her gaze. When Scarlett Yates nced at him for the third time, wanting to speak but holding back, he stopped and turned around, looking at her with a nk expression.


    Scarlett Yates nearly bumped into him.


    "I..." She was still hesitating, unsure whether to voice her suspicions or not.


    Initially, she hadn’t considered that, but after observing Matthew’s attitude towards May Denton, she had a bold guess.


    "What exactly do you want to say?" Matthew seemed a bit impatient and frowned.


    "Are you really suspecting Madam Saxon?" After taking a few deep breaths, Scarlett slowly voiced her suspicion.


    "Regarding Uncle Saxon’s poisoning, you truly suspect it has something to do with Madam Saxon, which is why you prevented her from visiting Uncle Saxon."


    Thinking it over, May Denton was indeed a prime suspect.


    As Roy Saxon’s wife, meddling with his daily meals would be the least noticeable.


    Scarlett hadn’t initially listed her as a suspect precisely because of her identity.


    After all, they’d been married for years, and Roy treated her fairly well; she wouldn’t be so vicious.


    But then, she couldn’t help recalling what Maxwell Saxon had told her in A City.


    He said he would take Seymour.


    Roy hadn’t formally handed over thepany to anyone yet; until then, he remained the top authority at Seymour Group.


    If Maxwell wanted Seymour, he’d have to take it from Roy.


    But Scarlett couldn’t bring herself to believe Maxwell would do something so wicked just to get thepany.


    Roy was his biological father, after all.


    As ambitious as he might be, he wouldn’t be that ruthless.


    "May Denton is just one of the helpers. With her feelings for dad, she wouldn’t want to kill him. The person who truly wants his life is the man you love." Matthew finished and pulled his lips into a mocking smile, "Of course, I know you won’t believe it, as I have no evidence right now, just spection."


    The man she loves?


    Scarlett paused for a few seconds before realizing who he was referring to.


    The answer was too shocking, and disbelief showed on her face.


    That expression only made Matthew’s smile more mocking.


    He knew it would be like this.


    Anything rted to Maxwell, she wouldn’t believe.


    In her heart, Maxwell was a perfect man, responsible at work, devoted to his family, and exceptionally considerate to his lover. How could he do something so inhumane?


    "But Uncle Saxon is his biological father too. How could he..."


    "Enough, I don’t want to hear you defend him anymore."


    Matthew interrupted her coldly, his gaze as sharp as ice, looking at her without a trace of warmth, "I still need to go to thepany, I don’t have time to take you back. Go on your own."


    After speaking, he turned and left.


    And he never looked back, truly leaving Scarlett alone.


    His departing figure was very cold.


    Even bathed in sunlight, he exuded a chilling aura that warned others away.


    Watching his receding figure, Scarlett smiled bitterly.


    He didn’t even give her a chance to exin.


    In fact, she wasn’t defending Maxwell; she was just very shocked.


    She knew about Maxwell’s ns, knew his ambition, knew Seymour would face a change sooner orter, but she didn’t expect it toe so quickly.