Chapter 407

The chair had a faint scent of sandalwood, lingering subtly at her nose, and it smelled wonderful.

Scarlett Yates couldn’t help but lean in, taking two deep breaths, and said with a face full of delight, “It smells so good p>

She had once collected a bracelet made of rosewood.

To say which bracelet she bought wasn’t of the finest rosewood, yet it was still quite valuable, bought with the money she earned through work-study, and it pained her a bit when she purchased it.

At this moment, the chair she sat on, whether in color, gloss, or the aroma of the wood, was far superior to her bracelet.

Oh my, if this really is made of rosewood, gosh, how extravagant it would be, such fine rosewood turned into a chair.

She sniffed around the chair like a little dog, and Matthew Saxon was amused by her antics, curling his lips and saying, “Genuine, without a doubt p>

“What a waste!” Scarlett Yates bit her lip, speaking with frustration, “Such fine rosewood, turned into a chair, it’s simply too indulgent p>

“You like this wood?” Seeing her series of reactions, Matthew Saxon curled his lips, speaking gently, “There are quite a few rosewood carvings here, if you like them, take some with you when you leave later p>

“Really?” Scarlett Yates asked, looking at him with joy.

“It’s just a few pieces of wood, would I lie to you p>

This woman is truly interesting.

Even a golden abacus was given to her, and now saying she wants to give her a few pieces of wood, she was still so happy.

However… seeing her eyebrows arch and her smile so joyful, a pleasant smile unknowingly appeared at the corners of his lips.

“That’s great, Young Master… No, Matthew Saxon, you’re really the best person in the world p>

Hmm, inviting her to such a nice place to eat and willing to give her rosewood carvings, she suddenly felt Matthew Saxon was such a good person.

She had completely forgotten about cursing him several hundred times before.

She gazed at him with bright and clear eyes, her corners of her eyes curved into crescent moons when she smiled, her pale face regaining vitality and energy.

Like a lily blooming in the sunlight, fresh and beautiful.

Looking at the lively and sunny face in front of him, Matthew Saxon suddenly thought of someone.

The Little Tail in his memories had left such an impression.

Warm, sunny, full of vitality, like a sunflower blossoming in the sunlight, able to infect everyone who was with her.

The days with Little Tail were the happiest and best days of his life.

Since then, he never felt that happy again.

But today, it seemed he was back to the past, back to those cherished memories.

His eyes gradually squinted, gazing deeper into Scarlett Yates’s eyes, with a flowing glimmer in his dark pupils.

Being stared at like this, and with such a strange gaze, Scarlett Yates’s first reaction was to touch her face and blink, puzzlingly asking, “What are you looking at p>

Suddenly, Matthew Saxon snapped back.

His slightly squinted eyes gradually opened, smiling faintly, shaking his head, “Nothing p>

Looking at Scarlett Yates’s charming smile, an idea unexpectedly popped into his mind.

“There’s a Sculpture Master here, why not after dinner, have him carve a puppet out of rosewood according to your likeness p>

As soon as this suggestion was made, Scarlett Yates got excited again, “Carve according to my likeness p>