<h4>Chapter 854: Chapter 854: Sweetie Like This</h4>


    When everyone had left, Uncle Thompson immediately called to ask, and sure enough, it was because of Scarlett Yates. He was so angry that he cursed a few times about femme fatales.


    Just a cold and fever, and the Young Master was so anxious, he even halted such an important meeting.


    What if she gets hurt again in the future? Would the Young Master still work, or apany her all day?


    --


    "Young Master, you finally came."


    As Maxwell Saxon got out of the car, Sister-inw Chapman hurriedly came up to him, with a distressed look on her face and said, "You should go see Miss Yates, the doctor said if she continues to burn like this, her brain will get damaged."


    "How could she have gotten a fever out of the blue?" Maxwell Saxon’s face darkened, showing a visible hint of anger.


    Sister-inw Chapman saw his expression and nervously stammered, "Perhaps, perhaps it’s because she was at the seaside in the wind for too long at noon."


    Maxwell Saxon doesn’t easily get angry, but when he does, few people are not afraid.


    Even though he doesn’t scold or beat people when angry, nor does he break things, this makes others inexplicably frightened and anxious.


    Sister-inw Chapman didn’t dare breathe heavily, keeping her head low and cautiously following him.


    When they reached Scarlett Yates’s door, Maxwell Saxon stopped, turned his head, and said coldly, "Her body is weak, yet you let her be exposed to the wind outside. If you can’t take care of her well, then there’s no need for you to stay here."


    "Young, Young Master..." Sister-inw Chapman was stunned, then her eyes turned red, "Young Master, Miss Yates was fine at noon, I didn’t know she’d get seriously ill just from the wind. Young Master, please give me another chance, I will..."


    "Opportunity onlyes once. I repeatedly told you, yet you still let her get into trouble. If you can’t do your job properly, then someone else will."


    Sister-inw Chapman had never seen Maxwell Saxon so cold and heartless before.


    During her years with the Saxon Family, Maxwell Saxon treated them amiably, without any airs of a Young Master.


    But now she was fired by Maxwell Saxon.


    Losing her job, Sister-inw Chapman felt both aggrieved and sad, and she wept bitterly as she descended the stairs.


    "Sister-inw Chapman, what happened? Did the Young Master scold you?" Several maids watched her walk while wiping her tears, looking at her with some sympathy.


    At noon, they all saw that Miss Yates was lively, not at all looking like she was going to fall sick, who would’ve known she’d suddenly fall ill?


    Sister-inw Chapman raised her swollen eyes and said sadly, "It would be fine if the Young Master just scolded me, but he said I was negligent, didn’t take care of Miss Yates properly, and told me to settle ounts and leave."


    "The Young Master is going to fire you?"


    All of them were amazed.


    Sister-inw Chapman had been with the Saxon Family for four or five years, and she was picked to be here this time because she usually performed well.


    But now, she was dismissed just like that.


    They looked at each other in surprise and rm, all thinking they needed to be extra diligent in the future.


    Everyone knew the Young Master cherished Miss Yates, but they never imagined he cherished her so much.


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    After Maxwell Saxon entered the room, he saw Scarlett Yates wrapped in arge nket, curled into a ball.


    Her face was pale, looking very haggard, burned into a daze, her eyes somewhat zed, her lipscked color, her small figure curled up in the corner of the bed.


    Maxwell Saxon walked over with a somber expression.


    "Why didn’t you let the doctor treat you?" He walked to the bedside, and closer up, Scarlett Yates’s face looked even more haggard, her lips were dry and cracked.