Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 759: It Can’t Be Maxwell Saxon

Bang——

The door of the room slammed shut, and he locked it as well.

Scarlett Yates snapped awake, exclaiming, "Matthew Saxon, what are you doing?"

The room was pitch-black. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The window was closed, and the curtains were drawn. Scarlett Yates was trapped in a room so dark she couldn’t see her hand in front of her face, pressed against the wall. The cold scent from his body filled her breath, her heart pounded like a drum, and she was completely panicked.

"Matthew Saxon, let go of me. What are you trying to do?"

"Let go of you?" In the dark room, she couldn’t see clearly; she could only feel that he was very close to her.

So close that with every breath he took, warm air fell upon her cheek.

His deep voice carried a trace of coldness, sinister, as if suppressing a lot of negative emotions about to explode: "Are you in a hurry to find Maxwell Saxon?"

"That has nothing to do with you." Scarlett Yates was a bit annoyed and tried to push him away, but with her drunken state, her strength seemed to only tickle Matthew Saxon.

"Nothing to do with me? Scarlett Yates, the person you’re seducing is my older brother, and you dare say it has nothing to do with me?"

Furious and hateful, his words were anything but kind, venomous to the core, "So you wanted to break up with me to find a better choice, but are you sure that being with Maxwell Saxon is a better choice?"

"Seymour’s future heir is me, not him. If you’re really going to pick a higher branch, you should be clinging to me for dear life. What Maxwell Saxon has, I have too. But what I own, he might not necessarily have. When I take over Seymour, no matter how capable he is, he’ll just be my subordinate, and he will have to look at my face to do his job."

Languid and venomous words kept coming from his mouth as he pinched her chin, his fingers slowly tracing her lips: "Scarlett Yates, your choice isn’t very wise."

"That’s for me to decide, it’s none of your business. Let go of me, Matthew Saxon, if you don’t let me go, I’ll scream for help." In the dark, isolated space, only she and he were present. She was confined in his embrace, breathing his scent.

Her mind was a chaotic mess, her heart as well, like a little beast caught in a hunter’s trap, frightened, confused, and scared.

"Scream then." Matthew Saxon sneered, forcefully pressing her shoulder, rough and unyielding.

Scarlett Yates wanted to escape, but he held her down roughly, pressing her hands against the cold wall: "If you’re not afraid of being misunderstood, then just scream, I don’t care anyway."

He showed not a hint of compassion, gripping her hands tightly, his fingers locked as if he wished to break them.

Scarlett Yates had never been treated like this by him, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead due to the pain: "Matthew Saxon, what do you want? We agreed not to disturb each other’s lives, how can you not keep your word?"

"I can let you go, but I forgot to tell you something."

He approached her, angrily lifting her chin.

Even though she couldn’t see clearly, Scarlett Yates could feel his closeness, his breath spilling onto her lips, a distance as intimate as it could get.

"You can find any man you want, but it must not be Maxwell Saxon, I will never accept you as my sister-in-law. Do you understand?"

Scarlett Yates had never thought of being with Maxwell Saxon.

But Matthew Saxon’s words that she could find any man stabbed her deeply inside.