"You won't."
Still only three simple words, he smirked, his Peach Blossom Eyes glinting with a hint of amusement.
"What makes you so sure?"
"Because you're a coward who's afraid of dying."
After saying this, Matthew Saxon chuckled softly, "I've told you, once you hear my secret, you're with me on the same boat. If this secret gets out and reaches my seemingly refined and polite elder brother's ears, he will immediately turn hostile and unrecognizable."
"Scarlett Yates, Maxwell Saxon is not a good person. Do you know what he did before he came to the Saxon family?"
Scarlett shook her head.
Matthew chuckled again, squinting slightly, still in a casual tone, "When he was five, he killed someone."
"What did you say?!"
Bang!
Too shocked, Scarlett accidentally knocked the teacup onto the table. Luckily, she had already drunk the tea, only a few droplets splashed out.
"The police investigation concluded it was accidental manslaughter, but..."
