Scarlett Yates felt that Maxwell Saxon didn’t really like her.

Even if they had known each other since they were kids, it must have been when she was very young, and even if Matthew Saxon had liked her back then, after more than twenty years, those hazy feelings must have long faded away with time.

Just like when she was in elementary school, she had a crush on the class monitor, and in middle school, she had a crush on the class athlete next door, but now she couldn’t even remember what those two looked like.

The feelings back then, could they have really been genuine?

Not to mention when Maxwell Saxon met her, she was so young, and he wasn’t that old either—how deep could their feelings for each other have been?

If you think about it, Maxwell Saxon’s change in attitude towards her came after he realized they knew each other from childhood.

Which means, initially, Maxwell Saxon had no feelings for her. Suddenly, he found out she was the girl he had a crush on as a child and then liked her.

Could such feelings be genuine?

This feeling is like having something ordinary in front of you, something you see every day but never paid attention to, until one day someone tells you that this ordinary thing is actually a priceless treasure. From then on, this mundane thing becomes special in your heart.

You can never ignore it like before.

She was that ordinary thing, and that forgotten memory was the treasure in Maxwell Saxon’s heart.

Matthew Saxon didn’t like Scarlett Yates as a person, but rather that piece of memory.

If he ever realized he had mistaken her for someone else, he could immediately stop liking her.

A pale, handsome face revealed a hint of hurt.

Maxwell Saxon clenched his fists, pulling out a stiff smile from the corner of his lips, his lips moved, and he spoke with a bitter voice, "Scarlett, I wasn’t following you. When I saw you in the hallway just now, I was just as surprised, thought I had mistaken someone for you. I’ve been here for three hours, just about to leave, and then suddenly I ran into you."

"Did you... come here with Matthew Saxon?"

Upon hearing that he hadn’t followed her, Scarlett Yates’s expression improved slightly, but she still kept a cold face, not giving him a friendly look; she nodded.

Maxwell Saxon immediately frowned, "What did he bring you here for?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Scarlett Yates also frowned, "Why, can you all come, but I can’t?"

"That’s not what I mean, this place..." Maxwell Saxon seemed to be searching for the right words, frowning silently for a few seconds before speaking slowly again, "The atmosphere here is not too good. For a decent girl like you, it’s best not to come to such places. If you accidentally encounter someone with bad intentions, you won’t be able to handle it."

"Someone with bad intentions, are you referring to someone like yourself? That does sound quite hard to handle. I thought I had made certain things very clear, but it seems, even if I speak clearly, it doesn’t matter when facing someone with thick skin." Scarlett Yates couldn’t even believe that these sharp words came from her own mouth.

Sarcastic, acrid, and full of mockery.

She could imagine just how unlikable her demeanor must be at this moment.

But isn’t the best way to make someone give up is to speak harshly?

Maxwell Saxon’s face turned ashen, looking at her in shock.

He wore an incredulous expression as if he also couldn’t believe those words came out of her mouth.