Chapter 1417: I Took It Upon Myself to Refuse Him

Chapter 1417: Chapter 1417: I Took It Upon Myself to Refuse Him

That bastard Matthew Saxon bullied his Baby Scarlett, and now he calls, trying to blame others? Why should he be polite to such a jerk?

Isn’t he the one who should be held accountable?

The name "Matthew" rolled off Knox Simmons’ tongue, the temperature slowly cooled, and then he spoke with a cold laugh: "Matthew, have you got things mixed up? Bringing a woman home is one thing, but joining her to bully Scarlett and kicking Scarlett out of the Saxon Family seems to be your doing, right? You’ve done all this rotten stuff, and now you have the audacity to demand someone from me? Check yourself first—do you feel any shame now?"

"You kick her out when you feel like it, and demand her back at will. What do you think Scarlett is? Do you see her as a pet dog to call and dismiss at your leisure?"

"You want her back, right? Let me be perfectly clear with you: three words—no way!"

"Not only will I not send her back, but I will also find a place to hide her so you can never find her. Just wait until you regret it deeply. This Young Master is currently driving and has no time for idle chatter. That’s it, don’t call me again!"

Immediately, Matthew Saxon’s furious roar came from the other side: "Damn it, Second Young Master Simmons, if you dare hang up on me, try and see what I..."

Before he could finish his threat, Knox Simmons elegantly swiped his finger across the screen, ending the call.

Then, he directly pressed the power button, and as the phone’s screen went dark, he casually tossed it aside, letting out a cold snort of satisfaction from his nose.

Scarlett Yates heard the entire conversation, and of course, she knew who had called.

Knowing Matthew Saxon called Knox Simmons to demand her didn’t make her the least bit happy.

This call from Matthew Saxon wasn’t because he realized her importance.

He simply couldn’t stomach having his woman picked up by another man—his pride couldn’t handle it, that’s all.

Sometimes, Scarlett Yates felt she understood Matthew Saxon quite well.

Because she understood him, she felt disappointment.

"Scarlett, Matthew just called." Knox Simmons kept his eyes straight ahead, seeming to concentrate on driving. His tone was very calm, but he occasionally sneaked glances at Scarlett Yates.

After a glance, seeing Scarlett Yates didn’t react much, he continued: "He asked me to send you back. I made the decision to refuse him without your consent. Don’t be mad at me, if you want to go back..."

"Do you think I want to go back now?" Scarlett Yates gently interrupted him, smiling a little, her eyes dimmed, "You’ve helped me so much already; I’m really grateful—how could I be angry with you?"

Hearing her being so formal, Knox Simmons felt a bit displeased.

He turned his head to look at her, intending to say something, but seeing Scarlett Yates, he couldn’t utter a word.

Just one look and he could tell Scarlett Yates not only liked Matthew Saxon—she liked him very much, incredibly so.

Her eyes were red, with tears pooling up, though she bit her lip trying to hold them back.

But when someone truly wants to cry, tears can’t be held back—the tears silently fell on her cheeks, landing one by one, and once she started crying, the tears came like beads falling off a broken string, more and more...