Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 802: He Must Repay Tenfold

"You are a good kid. From the first moment Uncle Saxon saw you, he liked you and looked at you as if you were his daughter. Back then, I hoped you could marry Matthew, and then you could call me Dad."

"But later, I didn’t expect you and Matthew to break up." Roy Saxon sighed deeply with a face full of regret, "Do you know how disappointed Uncle Saxon was?"

"Scarlett..." Roy Saxon gently patted Scarlett Yates on the head and said softly, "Actually, Uncle Saxon could tell at the time, you still liked Matthew, and that boy Matthew liked you too."

"Since you both liked each other, why did you break up?"

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After talking for half an hour, Scarlett Yates walked out of the hospital room with red eyes.

Roy Saxon’s condition was really too poor.

Before Scarlett Yates left the room, Roy Saxon had already fallen asleep.

Scarlett Yates’s eyes were swollen from crying. She was fine going in, but came out looking like a light bulb.

Matthew Saxon was sitting outside. After she closed the door behind her, he looked up and asked, "Is Dad asleep?"

"Yes." Scarlett’s mood was a bit heavy. After seeing Roy Saxon, she finally realized how dire his situation had become.

Thinking of Roy Saxon’s words that this might be their last conversation, she felt a surge of sorrow in her heart, her nose tingled, her eyes heated, and the tears started falling again.

"Why are you crying?" A white handkerchief was offered to her.

Scarlett paused, took it, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

After sobbing for a while, she choked out, "How could Uncle Saxon end up like this? Who was so cruel to poison him?"

"Stop crying. He’ll be alright." Matthew Saxon reassured her with words he wasn’t even sure of himself, looking at her red and swollen eyes.

"Really? Can that hospital abroad cure Uncle Saxon?"

Matthew Saxon nodded and said, "Yes, they can treat him. The doctors there are very skilled."

Scarlett believed him, and the tears finally stopped, although her eyes remained red and swollen like overripe carrots.

"Who possibly harbors such deep hatred for Uncle Saxon that they want him dead?" Scarlett murmured to herself, her shoulders still trembling.

The higher you rise, the colder it gets.

For Roy Saxon to reach his current position, his success also meant that many rivals had fallen at his hands, inevitably making him many enemies.

The battles in the business world, where the victor is king and the loser disgraced, are primarily determined by competence and strength, but those who lose sometimes harbor deep-seated resentment instead of accepting their defeat.

There are also those constantly coveting his position, eager to take his place.

His enemies are indeed countless.

After all, even his own son has designs on Seymour’s position; let alone others.

Everyone envies such immense wealth and glory, but sometimes a simple, ordinary life isn’t necessarily any less beautiful.

For Scarlett, she would rather live a simple and ordinary life than enter a circle filled with so much flattery and deceit.

Matthew Saxon’s lips curled into a cold smile, "I also want to know who has such nerve. When I find him, I’ll make sure he pays tenfold."

Matthew Saxon’s voice was so chilling that it made Scarlett shiver.

She felt that Matthew seemed to already know who the mastermind was; his expression was a bit strange when he said that.