Chapter 577
Serena’s body started to shake: “I, I, I didn’t mean to p>
Maxwell Saxon’s gaze was frigid, he glanced at her briefly before withdrawing his gaze swiftly and looking down at the person in his arms, concernedly asking: “Are you okay p>
A crowd gathered in the changing room, originally planning to enjoy the spectacle.
At this moment, however, not a single person dared to make a sound.
Although Maxwell Saxon’s sharp glance was directed at Serena, it made everyone in the room feel a chilling and oppressive coldness.
The coldness was like an invisible dagger hovering at their throats, daring anyone to speak a single extra word and the dagger would pierce through the neck.
Another dramatic act of the hero rescuing the beauty.
The main characters of this wonderful show have remained unchanged.
In TV dramas, the rescued heroine usually feels immensely grateful to the hero and consequently grows fond of him.
But in reality, it seems it is not quite the same.
Scarlett Yates pushed Maxwell Saxon away with a cold face; her attitude towards this man who helped her once again was indifferent, indifferent to the point where the surrounding female onlookers felt it was unworthy for Maxwell Saxon.
“I’m fine, just a small disagreement between colleagues, isn’t it somewhat inappropriate for a grown man like Mr. Saxon to barge into the women’s changing room p>
Maxwell Saxon seemed to not mind, facing Scarlett Yates’s cold expression with a smile instead: “At special times, you can’t worry about that much p>
His smile once again made the surrounding women swoon.
See, this is what it means to be magnanimous, what it means to be gracious.
No wonder he’s the renowned Young Master of the Saxon Family, such good manners and generosity, truly not just for show.
Unfortunately, someone just doesn’t appreciate it.
Looking at his false face, Scarlett Yates was filled with anger.
This big bad wolf in human skin, pretending to be a good person in front of others, but a terrifying visage behind their backs.
At this moment, everyone would think Young Master Saxon is a good man, a gentleman who saved her from distress. Yet, she not only failed to express gratitude but also spoke coldly to her benefactor; she must be heartless, ungrateful.
It was evident from the looks of the surrounding women how dissatisfied they were with her attitude at this moment.
The more Scarlett thought about it, the angrier she got, unable to stop herself from glaring fiercely at Maxwell Saxon.
Maxwell Saxon’s face maintained a graceful and appropriate smile throughout, as if nothing she did or said could change him.
Seeing his smirking face infuriated Scarlett Yates, she grabbed Olivia and started walking out: “Olivia, let’s go p>
Behind her, Maxwell Saxon’s deep, gentle voice sounded unhurriedly, elegantly like humming a little tune.
“Miss Yates, I have some rather private matters I would like to discuss with you alone, but if Miss Yates is unwilling to discuss them alone, I don’t mind speaking now p>
Private matters, discuss alone p>
These words, filled with the suggestive hint, immediately made people uneasy.
What are private matters?
What kinds of private matters need to be spoken alone between the future big brother and his future sister-in-law?
No one knew if Maxwell Saxon intentionally made his words sound so ambiguously unclear.
Anyway, the spectators’ imaginations were already running wild.
Even Olivia secretly became curious, tugging at Scarlett Yates and whispering in her ear: “Scarlett, you should just go, aren’t you curious what Maxwell Saxon wants to say to you p>
Scarlett Yates wasn’t in the least curious about what Maxwell Saxon wanted to say to her, nor did she want to know at all.