"No rush."
Matthew Saxon gave a faint smile, "Let's find the person first and then talk."
"You're right, Young Master. The most important thing right now is to find the person as soon as possible. But since the person has taken the two young ladies as leverage, there's no need for you to worry too much. Miss Yates' safety is surely not a problem."
Matthew smiled, "Uncle Thompson, you're right. Are you waiting outside because you have something to tell my brother?"
"Yes, I have a small matter I need to discuss with the Young Master."
"Since that's the case, I won't delay your business."
"Take care, Young Master."
After Matthew Saxon left, Uncle Thompson stood there for a moment, looking thoughtfully at his retreating figure.
What exactly does the Young Master mean?
Out of nowhere, he said something about how his spirit has been getting better lately.
Although it was just a common phrase, coming from his mouth, it seemed to carry deeper meaning.
