<h4>Chapter 913: Chapter 913: I’ll Pay Him Back for You</h4>


    Scarlett was taken aback, delighted, "You really will consider it?"


    "Yes, I will consider it with great care."


    Scarlett hadn’t expected her words to actually have an effect.


    If Maxwell Saxon was willing to consider her proposal, it meant there was no need for the deadly rivalry between him and Matthew Saxon.


    She didn’t want to witness the bloody and stormy conflict.


    If Maxwell could take a step back, then both he and Matthew could be preserved.


    "Scarlett, I’ve agreed to consider your proposal. Can you promise me something as well?" Maxwell’s business nature immediately came to light, beginning to negotiate terms with her.


    "What do you want me to promise?" At this moment, Scarlett’s hostility and wariness towards Maxwell had decreased somewhat, thinking that as long as his request wasn’t too outrageous, she would agree.


    What Maxwell wanted her to promise actually wasn’t unreasonable at all.


    In fact, it was something very easy to do and wouldn’t cost her anything.


    Maxwell said, "There’s a men’s clothing store up ahead,e with me to have a look around."


    Scarlett was taken aback and surprised, "Is that all?"


    He nodded, "Yes, that’s all. Later, I want you to help me pick something out."


    Such a small matter, Scarlett immediately agreed.


    The two walked slowly along the street.


    The snow was falling heavily, and soon a thickyer of white covered the sides of the street, perfect for making a snowman.


    The cold air felt especially fresh, yet piercing.


    Scarlett sniffed, rubbed her hands together, then put on the gloves Henry had left her.


    Initially excited about the snow, she hadn’t felt the cold at all,


    Maxwell’s gaze kept inadvertently ncing at those gloves.


    After looking so many times, even Scarlett noticed and turned her head to look at him, "What are you looking at?"


    Maxwell had held back for so long, finally unable to resist, "Are those gloves Henry’s?"


    Scarlett looked down at the gloves Henry had left her and nodded.


    Did she even need to say it? The style clearly screamed men’s gloves.


    Initially, her hands had felt like popsicles, but after wearing the gloves for a while, they warmed up.


    Maxwell frowned and looked at her clothes and shoes.


    The clothes and shoes were brand new.


    "The things you’re wearing, did Henry buy them?"


    "Yes, I was penniless, Henry bought all these for me," Scarlett replied.


    Maxwell’s frown deepened.


    "How much did he spend? I’ll pay him back for you."


    Scarlett looked at him with a strange expression, "Why should you pay him back for me?"


    Were they that close? With no rtionship, he’d talk about repaying the money for her.


    In terms of familiarity, her rtionship with Henry seemed closer, right?


    Maxwell’s frown was deep, and his eyes darkened, seeming a bit angry.


    What was he angry about, angry at Scarlett treating him like an outsider.


    She could ept Henry’s help, so why couldn’t she ept his?


    "Didn’t you say you wanted to browse the clothing store? Are we going or not?" Scarlett took a few steps, looked back, seeing him still standing there, motionless, frowning at her.


    "Maxwell, are you going or not? If not, I’m heading back. It’s so cold outside, I don’t want to freeze."