novelraw Chapter 931: Would You Marry Me?
Chapter 931: Would You Marry Me?
In exceptional times, dealing with exceptional matters requires exceptional measures, and Maxwell Saxon is well aware of this.In whatever he does, he has always adhered to this rule.
Since those three shareholders were unwilling to support him of their own accord, he had no choice but to use some unscrupulous means to force them to agree to his takeover of Seymour.
He arranged for the grandchildren of those three shareholders to be taken to a secret location.
By the time he arrived in Fort City, this matter had already been taken care of.
All that was needed was to return from Fort City to use this as a bargaining chip, forcing those three shareholders to agree to all of his demands.
Then, Seymour would truly belong to him.
Originally, everything was proceeding smoothly.
Victory seemed within reach but there was an error at the last step.
That phone call brought him some very bad news.
Was Heaven playing a joke on him?
When he thought he was about to gain everything, it ruthlessly shattered his hope.
Maxwell Saxon curled his lips into a cold, bitter smile and looked complexly at Scarlett Yates.
If he becomes a loser, what hope does he have of winning her over?
He wouldn’t even have the right to be with her.
"Scarlett, I want to ask you a question."
When she walked up to him, Maxwell Saxon withdrew his gaze from her and turned to stare at the vast, white snowfield in front of him.
"What do you want to ask me?" Scarlett Yates stopped beside him.
"If..." He hesitated for a few seconds, his voice becoming deeper and hoarse, "If you hadn’t fallen for Matthew Saxon, and if I hadn’t been engaged to Alice Green, if from the beginning, I earnestly pursued you, would you have liked me?"
Maxwell Saxon felt that if he didn’t ask now, he might never have the chance to ask again.
What would happen once he returns, he wasn’t sure.
This question had been lingering in his heart for a long time, and before leaving Fort City, he wanted to find clarity, a definite answer.
Scarlett Yates blinked, lifting her eyes slightly surprised to look at him.
"Whatever you think, just say it. I hope you can tell me your true thoughts."
"I just want to know an answer, Scarlett, I hope you can tell me."
Maxwell Saxon withdrew his gaze reaching into the distance and once again fixed it steadily on her.
"I..." The suddenness of his question left Scarlett Yates completely unprepared; under his uncertain gaze, she lowered her head to ponder for a while, biting her lip as she said, "Maxwell Saxon, actually you are a very good person, you’re meticulous, gentle, and very caring. I think no matter what woman is with you, she will feel happy."
"And what about you?" Maxwell Saxon’s deep eyes didn’t blink once as he looked at her, as if trying to probe into her true thoughts through her eyes, fixing her gaze, determined to hear an answer from her mouth, "Scarlett, if I was the person arranged to be with you, and if I willingly married you, wanting to take care of you for a lifetime, would you marry me?"
He seemed bound to hear an answer from her.
Scarlett Yates felt that if she didn’t answer him, he probably wouldn’t let her leave.
Though his proposal was merely a hypothetical situation, Scarlett Yates still seriously contemplated for a while, before raising her head to meet his gaze, calmly and slowly saying: "Perhaps I would be willing."