Chapter 19
Matthew Saxon raised his eyebrows, feigning confusion, “Didn’t Aunt Denton just insist on making my elder brother the successor of the Saxon Clan p>
Roy Saxon was well aware of what kind of scheme his youngest son was plotting.
But because he pampered this youngest son, he chose to turn a blind eye and act oblivious.
Recently, May Denton had been intentionally or unintentionally bringing up these topics in front of him, trying to gauge his opinions. Roy Saxon thought it was a good opportunity to dispel her thoughts, and after a brief contemplation, he said, “Your brother handles things smoothly and thoroughly. With him assisting you, I’ll be able to retire with peace of mind in the future. You are both my sons. No matter who the Saxon Clan is handed over to, it’s all the same p>
The meaning of these words was already very clear.
In the future, the Saxon Clan would be handed over to Matthew Saxon.
May Denton’s face was not just unpleasant; it turned pale instantly, “You’re handing over the Saxon Clan to Matthew, what about Henry p>
Roy Saxon had a trace of guilt in his eyes. He took her hand and patted it twice soothingly, “Henry will be a great helper for him. He is a considerate and sensible child. With this arrangement, he won’t have any objections p>
The light in May Denton’s eyes completely faded, her gaze nearly despairing as she called out, aggrieved and disappointed, yet unwilling, “Sir p>
Why?
Henry was also their son, so why could he be biased to such an extent?
Is it just because Matthew Saxon was his child with Naomi Dougla, so he could monopolize all the benefits?
May Denton felt disheartened and disappointed, and bit by bit, hatred seeped into her heart.
Roy Saxon looked at his second wife’s eyes, reddened with grievance, and sighed inwardly, helping her up, “I’m tired, let’s rest early p>
May Denton nodded feebly, her shoulders slumped.
What difference did Roy Saxon’s favoritism make? If it weren’t for her luck in bearing a son and patiently waiting for so long, she wouldn’t have even been able to enter the Saxon Family’s door.
On the surface, she was Roy Saxon’s wife, the lady of the Saxon Family, yet she didn’t even have a voice.
Matthew Saxon also slowly stood up, flashing a smile at the pale-faced May Denton, “With my elder brother helping me, I feel reassured p>
After saying this, he turned and left ahead of them.
He walked a few steps and suddenly turned back, meeting May Denton’s resentful gaze, and smiled devilishly, “Aunt Denton’s niece is good in every way, except that her chest is a bit small, not quite to my taste p>
His son was getting increasingly brazen, and Roy Saxon could no longer feign ignorance, pretending to be irritated, “You’re getting more and more unruly, how could you talk to your Aunt Denton like that p>
Matthew Saxon laughed, said no more, and turned to go upstairs.
“Young Master, this was sent over by the Dales Family.” Maid Olly handed out an invitation.
Matthew Saxon came out of the dressing room, wearing a black robe. His physique, honed by regular exercise, was like the Sun God Apollo in Greek mythology, impeccable.
Olly dared to sneak a few glances, and her face immediately turned red.
Hmm, the Young Master’s figure is really impressive, muscular, beautifully built, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.
Even seeing him every day almost caused her a nosebleed.
The future Young Madam is really lucky.
“An invitation from the Dales Family?” Matthew Saxon gave a crooked smile, glanced at it, and casually tossed it onto the sofa.
Henry Dales p>
Since childhood through adulthood, this Young Master from the Dales Family had always been compared with him.
The comparison had been going on for over ten years.
Now, whenever the Dales Family’s Young Master is mentioned, everyone would give a thumbs up and praise him, saying he is an impeccable gentleman in terms of cultivation and character, strict with self-discipline, upright in demeanor, a rare quality man among the aristocratic families.