Chapter 5: It seems he overestimated the other party.
Compared to those women who flock to Young Master Saxon like bees to honey, this Scarlett Yates is simply an outlier.
The moment the icy gaze with an intense pressure bore down on Scarlett, she shuddered involuntarily.
Looking up, she saw Matthew Saxon’s thin lips tightly pressed together, his cold eyes dangerously narrowed, sweeping over her from head to toe. A disdainful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Secretary Ayles, hand her the compensation."
Just a naive little girl, completely uninteresting.
The information showed she was already 20 years old, yet to him, she looked like an underage girl.
Women of this type, he has always been disinterested in taking even a second look.
The professional woman wore a polite smile, elegantly walking over to Scarlett Yates, handing over the file folder, "Miss Yates, have a look, if you have any requests, we can still discuss."
Scarlett Yates looked at her in confusion, "What is this?"
Lena Ayles adjusted her glasses and explained carefully, "A declaration. Many years ago, the Saxon Family arranged a marriage with the Yates Family for certain reasons. According to the agreement, Young Master was to marry Miss Yates when she reached the appropriate age. But as Miss Yates should know, we are now in an era that values free love, and you have no emotional foundation with Young Master, who doesn’t wish to marry a stranger."