Chapter 425

“You don’t need to think about it. Keep the box if you want, I don’t care anymore p>

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

He’s trying to take advantage of her yet again.

This man is constantly figuring out ways to gain benefits from her.

Does he think that not returning it to her means she has no way to get it back?

Once they return, she would have the chance to secretly retrieve it.

When the word ’secretly’ popped into her mind, Scarlett Yates felt frustrated.

It was obviously her belonging, yet she had to rely on stealing it back.

And all of this was thanks to the shameless man sitting next to her.

He always engages in such shameless acts and says such brazen things, yet he manages to convey these vile deeds as if he’s justified. She truly wondered how he developed such an extraordinary personality.

“You really don’t want it p>

Scarlett turned her head, angrily gazing out the car window.

Looking at that infuriating, shameless face of his for a while longer might cause her to lose the urge to hit someone.

“All it takes is a kiss to exchange for the gift Henry Dales gave you, yet you’re unwilling. It seems your affection for your Senior Brother Dales isn’t as deep as you think p>

Matthew Saxon’s voice, tinged with a hint of sarcasm, said, “Since it’s not something crucial given by an important person, I’ll hold onto it temporarily p>

Clearly, he’s made up his mind not to return the item to her.

Scarlett knew she couldn’t retrieve the box now; being upset was her only option, with no means to deal with Matthew Saxon.

Now, she was troubled by a new issue.

She couldn’t understand herself. He had offered a condition that returning the rosewood puppet would get her back the gift Henry Dales gave her.

It was a simple matter, yet she was still troubled by it.

That was the birthday gift Henry Dales had specially prepared for her before leaving. Both the puppet and the painting represented his sentiments.

In terms of thoughtfulness and sincerity, Henry Dales’ gift surpassed the puppet Matthew gave her.

She should exchange it.

Her mind reasoned everything clearly, but ultimately she couldn’t bring herself to return the puppet.

She must think her brain is broken.

“When’s your birthday?” Just as she decided to ignore whatever Matthew Saxon said, his casual question shattered her mental defenses.

She bit her lip, staying silent for a moment, not turning back, and asked indifferently, “Why do you want to know p>

“Didn’t Henry say your birthday is in a few days?” Matthew’s tone cooled two degrees whenever he mentioned Henry.

If Scarlett were to turn her head and glance at him now, she’d see his slightly furrowed brows.

“Hmm.” She responded with a word, as if reluctant to speak to him.

The disdain wasn’t something Matthew Saxon seemed to care about, as he quickly pursued, “What exactly is the date p>

His three consecutive questions were all related to her birthday.

This unusual concern about her birthday made Scarlett involuntarily turn her head, blink, and then look at him, saying, “You’re asking so precisely, are you planning to celebrate my birthday p>

Matthew Saxon leaned back and slowly closed his eyes, “Just asking casually, don’t overthink it p>