Chapter 1522: Is There Really No Solution?

Chapter 1522: Chapter 1522: Is There Really No Solution?

She might just be an ordinary nobody, but she’s watched plenty of TV dramas about rich-family feuds and battles over利益.

Don’t they always show on TV that for利益and power, even relatives will fight each other to the death?

Look back at ancient times—just to fight for the throne, fathers killing sons, brothers killing brothers was even more common; aren’t all those bloody, brutal facts?

History doesn’t lie.

For a moment, Stella really didn’t know what to say.

When it comes to rich-family struggles, it’s probably not just the Saxon Family that’s like this, but even so, Maxwell Saxon is still way too cold-blooded, way too vicious.

For power and利益, he can even throw away his own flesh and blood—someone like that is as terrifying as a viper or a scorpion.

"Then... if Maxwell Saxon refuses to hand over the antidote, there’s really nothing anyone can do?"

Scarlett Yates nodded heavily, her expression grave. "As things stand now, yes."

Stella fell silent for a while; now that she knew the truth, her mood was also weighed down.

So that means Matthew Saxon is beyond saving, that he’s definitely going to end up paralyzed?

God, if that’s really the case, it’s just too awful.

She might have only met Matthew three or four times and definitely couldn’t claim to really understand him, but even so, she could tell he was a man proud to the extreme.

People like him, calling them "favored by heaven" wouldn’t be an exaggeration at all—how could he possibly accept something like this?

No wonder Scarlett suddenly asked her that.

Without a doubt, even someone as small and insignificant as her couldn’t accept this, so Matthew Saxon would be even less likely to accept it.

He’d rather die than become a patient completely paralyzed from head to toe, right?

"There’s really no other way at all?" Stella’s brows knitted tightly, and she was anxious on Scarlett Yates’s behalf too.

She could completely empathize with Scarlett’s feelings right now.

Because just now, in her head, she’d pictured what it would be like if this happened to Hayes Simmons...

Just the thought alone made her feel like her heart was going to snap in two.

She didn’t even know what exactly she’d said wrong, but she saw Scarlett’s face suddenly change; it turned incredibly ugly, as if she were furious, and at the same time as if an intense hatred had surged up in an instant—her whole face went dark.

"Scarlett, did I... did I say something wrong?" Stella felt a little uneasy.

Scarlett bit down on her lip and shook her head. "It’s not about you."

She’d just remembered the conditions Maxwell Saxon had set, and remembered the tone he used when he said those words, that absolute certainty and confidence, as if she were nothing more than a toy in the palm of his hand.

"Then is there any way at all to make him hand over the antidote? What is it he wants? All of the Saxon Family’s wealth?"

Stella felt that Maxwell wouldn’t do something like this unless he had a goal.

Otherwise, why would he do something that makes everyone turn against him?

Since it’s about利益, doesn’t that mean he wants the Saxon Family’s enormous fortune?

Scarlett stayed silent for a long time.

So long that when Stella couldn’t help but ask her again, she finally slowly lifted her head; in her still-reddened eyes there was a trace of bitterness and pain, and she rasped out each word, hoarsely: "There is. Maxwell Saxon has named his condition—if I agree to marry him, he’ll give me the antidote after the wedding ceremony is over."

What?!

This was probably the day Stella had taken the most hits in her life; she still hadn’t recovered from seeing Maxwell Saxon suddenly reveal himself as a cold-blooded beast, and then another utterly shocking bomb was immediately dropped on her.