Chapter 97
Having such a disobedient son, Roy Saxon is probably quite stressed about it.
But during her time with the Saxon Family, she noticed that despite Roy Saxon’s harsh and dismissive attitude towards Matthew Saxon, he actually favored this rebellious youngest son the most.
No matter how outstanding Maxwell Saxon is, he doesn’t quite measure up to Matthew.
This favoritism is so obvious that even as an outsider who just arrived a few days ago, she could see it.
She wondered what Maxwell Saxon himself might think about this.
She couldn’t believe he could truly remain as calm and indifferent as he appeared.
Roy Saxon knew perfectly well what kind of person his son was, and after a pretentious reprimand, he didn’t say much more, only wore a face full of disappointment in his son’s lack of progress.
May Denton still held her breath internally, not looking pleased at all.
As for Maxwell Saxon, from the first moment Scarlett Yates saw him, he was always composed and indifferent, never changing.
And so p>
The weekly family gathering started under this peculiar atmosphere.
The lavish spread of food on the dining table left Scarlett Yates in awe, repeatedly amazed.
But alas p>
It seemed no one had their mind on eating; the delicious dishes the chef carefully prepared failed to arouse their appetite.
Scarlett Yates finally understood why the chef almost cried with emotion the first time she finished a steak.
Driven by a sense that wasting food is shameful, Scarlett Yates buried herself in a frenzy of eating.
Hmm, the garlic prawns in front of her were so tasty, and the spicy crab legs beside them were equally delicious, not to mention the eight treasure duck further down—simply irresistible p>
Immersed in the feast, Scarlett Yates focused entirely on tackling the culinary delights in her bowl, disregarding everything around her.
The prawns were tender and flavorful, the crab legs richly seasoned, the duck skin crispy and fragrant p>
She was so overwhelmed by the deliciousness that she was nearly moved to tears.
If asked when she was happiest staying with the Saxons, it would definitely be during mealtimes.
Eating away, she suddenly felt a gaze from across the table.
Taking a bite of duck leg, she looked up to see Maxwell Saxon watching her, a hint of amusement in his cool eyes.
His gaze was frankly open, yet Scarlett Yates felt somewhat self-conscious.
She knew her way of eating wasn’t as graceful as the Saxons p>
Had Maxwell Saxon been watching her all this time because he found her eating so unsightly?
While she was lost in her thoughts, Maxwell Saxon suddenly stood up and gently placed the dish from in front of him before her.
Scarlett Yates looked up at him, a flash of surprise passing through her eyes.
Maxwell Saxon calmly sat down, commenting, “Miss Yates, you might want to try this dish, it’s one of the chef’s specialties, quite good p>
Such an action wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary, yet it felt a bit inappropriate.
If Roy Saxon or May Denton had served it to her, it would show the affection from elders to juniors.
But if Maxwell Saxon p>
She was, after all, supposedly Matthew Saxon’s girlfriend.
Even so, when Maxwell Saxon performed these somewhat inappropriate acts, he did so in a manner that seemed entirely appropriate.
Scarlett Yates hesitated for a few seconds, but not wanting to reject his good intentions, she picked up a piece of egg crepe and meat roll into her bowl, smiling, “Thank you, Young Master p>
Just as she spoke, a pair of silver chopsticks flickered before her eyes, and in a flash, the egg crepe roll she had picked up was replaced by the piece of venison that Matthew Saxon had selected for her.