<h4>Chapter 850: Chapter 850: Has Maxwell Saxon Been Busy These Past Few Days?</h4>


    "Did you add rock sugar to the bird’s nest soup?" Hearing that there was bird’s nest soup, Scarlett stood up with a smile, patted the sand off her backside, and turned to walk back.


    Sister-inw Chapman followed behind her, a trace of disdain in her eyes, but she replied respectfully, "Yes, Miss Yates likes it a bit sweeter, so I added a few more pieces."


    It was said that Miss Yates was the fiancée of the second young master, and the two had been engaged since childhood.


    The young master snatched her from the second young master.


    And it was also said that Miss Yates originally liked the second young master, but now that he was missing, the Saxon family’s business was being managed by the young master. Seeing his rise in power, she followed him with a clear conscience.


    Judging from how well she’s been eating and sleeping these days, she doesn’t seem to be worried about the second young master at all.


    This Miss Yates is really pragmatic and cold-hearted, going wherever things are good; she’s far from being a good woman.


    It’s no wonder Uncle Thompson doesn’t like her. How could such a woman be worthy of our young master?


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    By the time Scarlett returned to the vi, her rock sugar bird’s nest soup was already prepared.


    With a book in hand, she read while eating, turned a few pages, then called out to Sister-inw Chapman: "Has Maxwell been very busy these past few days?"


    "The young master treasures Miss Yates so much; if he could spare just a little time, he woulde by. Since he hasn’te for three consecutive days, he must be very busy."


    "Oh." Scarlett nodded, took a few more bites, and continued, "Then call him and say I want to see him and ask him to find some time toe over."


    Sister-inw Chapman lowered her head, her eyes filled with even more disdain, but she immediately obliged, "Okay, I’ll have someone call the young master right away."


    When Scarlett finished her bowl of bird’s nest soup, Sister-inw Chapman came over to ry a message.


    "Miss Yates, the young master said he probably won’t have time toe over in the next couple of days, but once he’s done with this busy period, he’ll make sure to spend time with Miss Yates." Sister-inw Chapman said this while carefully observing Scarlett.


    On the phone earlier, the young master repeatedly instructed to look after Miss Yates well, asking about everything from what she ate to how many meals she had today, and whether she rested well.


    The young master had never been this attentive towards any other woman before.


    It seems the young master is truly smitten this time, absolutely enamored with Miss Yates.


    This young girl is quite clever, even someone as formidable as the young master is mesmerized by her.


    Scarlett remained silent for a long time.


    Sister-inw Chapman thought she was upset about Maxwell not being able toe and tried tofort her, "Miss Yates, you have to understand the young master’s situation, he’s genuinely very busy. With Old Master Saxon abroad for treatment and the second young master missing, such a bigpany all falls on his shoulders; how could he manage it all?"


    "Even though he hasn’te here, he’s very concerned about Miss Yates, even asking in detail about what you’ve been eating every meal."


    Scarlett put down the magazine she was holding.


    She raised her head, her expression unchanged, not looking angry; she smiled at Sister-inw Chapman, "Got it. I’m going to take a nap now, and don’t call me for dinner until after seven."


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    Back in the bedroom, Scarlett picked out several thick pieces of clothing from the wardrobe, covering herself from head to toe.


    Wrapped inyers uponyers, she went to the bathroom.


    The bathtub was filled with cold water.