Maxwell Saxon stood motionless, but his expression gradually darkened.
When he put on a stern face, Angela's heart started pounding frantically.
"Angela, leave us. I need to talk to her alone." His voice became deep and cold, like it was wrapped in a layer of chill, making people shiver involuntarily.
Both brothers of the Saxon Family, Angela feared them.
It's the kind of fear akin to a mouse encountering a cat.
But despite her fear, she still stood in front of Scarlett without moving, biting her lip as she said, "No, I can't leave Scarlett. Whatever you have to say, say it in front of me, I won't leave."
She had promised the Great Demon Saxon to take good care of Scarlett, and whatever she promised, she would definitely fulfill.
Maxwell Saxon was clearly losing patience, his voice cold: "You're not leaving?"
Angela's face turned a bit pale; she took a deep breath and nodded, "I'm not leaving."
