Scarlett Yates truly felt he had psychological issues.
Yet Maxwell Saxon softly whispered by her ear, "Scarlett, you'd better not lie to me. You know, if you deceive me, I can't handle you, but I have ways to make those you care about pay the price."
His voice was light and gentle, as if whispering sweet nothings into her ear.
Scarlett Yates felt a chill all over, as though cold air had seeped into her body, making her tremble lightly.
"You don't trust me?" Fear crept into her heart, yet she forced a smile while looking at him, "Now Matthew Saxon is in your hands, I'm under your surveillance, everything is under you and Dad's control, what more could you be worried about?"
"Even if I wanted to do something, I would need the capability. I'm just an ordinary person without power or influence. Do you think I have that kind of ability?"
