Chapter 1433: Where Did You Hide Scarlett?

Chapter 1433: Chapter 1433: Where Did You Hide Scarlett?

Oops, the young master just got punched by Young Master Saxon again.

Ah, Young Master Saxon also got punched by the young master, but after taking this punch, he seemed to be completely enraged, grabbing the young master’s collar and punched him several more times.

Oh dear, even the eldest young master who went to intervene got drawn into it. That punch was delivered by the young master. Seriously, young master, you should watch what you’re doing when you’re hitting someone, how could you hit your own family?

With a sound of "bang," the vase on the table was shattered.

Then with a thud, a person-high vase on the side wobbled a few times and also fell to the ground, luckily it wasn’t smashed into pieces.

The maid couldn’t remember how long this melee lasted, her only vivid impression was that the young master seemed to have been beaten quite badly, his eyes were swollen and bruised.

Those peach blossom eyes, usually so beautiful and alluring, now were swollen and bruised, looking only amusing.

But the young master’s mouth really is hard.

Even after being beaten so badly, he still wouldn’t say where the Saxon Family’s Young Madam really was.

The maid couldn’t help but feel curious, their young master was the most reckless person, often called by the master and the lady as an ingrate who can’t be raised properly. And yet, such a person was protecting Young Madam Saxon to that extent, what was it all for?

His relationship with Young Madam Saxon was too good, so good that it had already surpassed the boundaries of friendship.

Thinking of this, the maid’s heart skipped a beat, startled by her own bold idea.

Impossible, their young master had such high standards, such an arrogant person. Although he changed one woman after another, he never truly liked anyone.

How could he possibly like a married woman?

"Knox Simmons, let me ask you one last time, where did you hide Scarlett?" Matthew Saxon grabbed the collapsed Knox from the sofa again, asking through gritted teeth.

Knox wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression indifferent, he tugged at the corners of his lips and laughed mockingly, "I’ll answer you one last time, I don’t know, find out yourself if you have the guts."

"You don’t know? You were the one who took her, how could you not know!" Matthew was nearly driven mad, the person was beaten up like this, yet still unwilling to say anything.

Now he had already tried beating him, if he still couldn’t get any information, there was nothing else he could do.

Knox looked beaten up like a pig head, and yet he squinted those alluring peach blossom eyes, revealing a cheeky smile, "I took her away, she called me, I couldn’t just not pick her up, after all, not everyone is as cold-hearted and indifferent as you. But her legs are on her body, after that, wherever she wants to go, how would I know, I’m not installing a tracker on her."

He didn’t tell the truth, Matthew knew Knox must be lying.

But what could he do?

Since Knox stubbornly refused to open his mouth, then it must be because Scarlett didn’t allow him to say.

Thinking of this, Matthew felt as if something was stabbing his heart, inexplicably uncomfortable.

He actually regretted it.

He hadn’t slept a wink last night, and whenever he thought of Scarlett’s expression before she left, it felt as if ants were biting some place in his heart, prickly and numbly painful.

That look, was she utterly disappointed in him?

Had she decided to give up? Not waiting for him to regain his memory?

That woman... he actually never touched that woman.

He couldn’t despise such a woman more, how could anything possibly happen between them? Taking her home was merely to provoke Scarlett.