<h4>Chapter 943: Chapter 943: Stop Fooling Yourself</h4>


    Maxwell Saxonughed again: "You see, you’re just as reluctant to let her go. So you should understand my feelings, Matthew. In some ways, our attitudes are the same. For the things we cherish, we’ll go to all lengths to obtain them. Even if we encounter some obstacles, we wouldn’t easily let them go just because they are fragile."


    "I like Scarlett, and I want to have her. Even if her heart belongs to someone else, as long as there’s the slightest chance to change the situation, I won’t let it slip."


    "You just said I forced her to apany me to the snow mountain. Actually, if I told you I didn’t force her, would you believe me or not?"


    Matthew Saxon’s hand, hanging by his side, slowly clenched into a fist. He turned around, eyes ring with a hint of fury: "What do you mean? If you didn’t force her to go, would she willingly go with you?"


    Seeing his face darken, Maxwell Saxon smiled slightly and said, "That day was my birthday. I told her I hoped she could spend the day with me, and she agreed."


    Of course, Scarlett Yates wasn’t entirely willing at the time, which Maxwell Saxon didn’t mention to him.


    He’s never been a gentleman. Sometimes, he uses underhanded tactics to strike at his enemies.


    Matthew Saxon is his rival in business and in love.


    This proud and arrogant "brother" of his had never been interested in any woman. But once he developed feelings, they were deeply rooted.


    In this aspect, they are essentially the same.


    Precisely because he knows Matthew truly likes Scarlett, he said these things.


    The more Matthew likes Scarlett, the angrier he’ll be when he hears these words.


    Seeing Matthew jealous and furious is something that brings Maxwell pleasure.


    "You think I’ll believe your words." Matthew clenched his fingers tighter, nails digging into his palms, his face livid, ring at him angrily.


    Compared to his current anger, Maxwell appeared calm and collected, lifting his cool gaze to nce at him, smiled, and said lightly, "You certainly don’t have to believe me. You know what kind of person Scarlett is. I’ve saved her a few times, she owes me. With that favor, asking her to apany me for a day, do you think she’d refuse?"


    "Whether she was forced or enjoyed it, you should already know the answer."


    If he truly believed Scarlett was forced, he wouldn’t be this angry.


    If you truly trust someone, no matter how others try to incite or spread rumors, you won’t be swayed.


    "Matthew, don’t deceive yourself. Even if she wasn’t entirely willing at first and only apanied me to repay the favor, she genuinely had funter."


    Maxwell squinted slightly, recalling that day, a gentle smile appeared on his lips: "I’ve never seen her smile so happily, like a child. Do you know how satisfied I felt seeing her smile?"


    "Matthew, you’re not the only one who can bring her joy. I can too; she can be very happy with me."


    "Since we’re on this topic, I don’t mind revealing a bit more to you." As he said this, Maxwell’s eyes showed a hint of pride. His slightly squinted eyes flickered for a moment as he smiled and said, "She told me if I were the one she met first, she would choose to marry me."