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Chapter 71 Mr. Saxon, What Are You Watching?

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 Mr. Saxon, What Are You Watching?

High society places the utmost importance on the so-called rules and etiquette, and the Saxon Family is no exception.

Since he moved into the Saxon Family with May Denton and became the esteemed Young Master of the family, there was a dedicated etiquette coach to regulate his every word and deed.

Years of guidance have successfully allowed him to naturally exude the superiority and poise of a wealthy heir in every gesture.

Even his rebellious half-brother is extremely elegant in his speech and manners.

Scarlett Yates’s carefree eating habits were very amusing in his eyes.

Although it couldn’t be called elegant, it wasn’t vulgar either, and seeing her eat with such relish, he actually thought the steak must taste quite good.

Scarlett Yates buried herself in eating for a while, feeling a bit uneasy from the interested gaze from across the table.

She was really starving, only focused on filling her stomach, not caring about anything else.

It wasn’t until she was full that she belatedly realized someone was watching her.

She put down her knife and fork, touched her face, and smiled sheepishly, "Mr. Saxon, what are you looking at?"

Maxwell Saxon sat elegantly and smiled, "Miss Yates, are you full?"

"Yes, thank you." Scarlett Yates’s thank you was sincerely heartfelt.

I must say, the Saxon Family has the privilege of good food; the steak earlier was so delicious that it made her feel like she might cry.

Despite asking for it to be well-done, the chef looked at her like she was from another planet, repeatedly confirming if she really wanted it fully cooked.

After receiving her affirmative answer, the Saxon Family’s chef lamentingly said that in all his years of cooking, he had never made a fully cooked steak.

But despite the complaints, he dutifully prepared it as she requested.

"In the future, if you want to eat anything, just tell the people below. The Saxon Family doesn’t have that many rules, no need to feel embarrassed."

Scarlett Yates nodded; with her stomach full, she felt much better, smiled brightly at him, her eyebrows curved, "Thank you, Mr. Saxon."

With that smile, a stunning radiance burst forth from her eyes, her dark pupils adorned with starlight, dazzlingly bright.

Maxwell Saxon was momentarily taken aback, after a brief phase of losing focus, he smiled, "Miss Yates, there’s no need to be so polite. In the future, you don’t need to call me Mr. Saxon. If you don’t mind, you can call me by my name."

Call him Maxwell Saxon?

Scarlett Yates also found it awkward to call him Mr. Saxon, but now that she’s in the Saxon Family, calling him by name doesn’t seem proper, especially if Madam Saxon hears it and mistakenly assumes she has an unusual relationship with Maxwell Saxon, that would be a disaster.

She thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I’ll call you Young Master like everyone else, alright?"

Maxwell Saxon remained silent for a few seconds, didn’t force her, and nodded, "Okay."

The maid cleared the dining table and brought up freshly brewed coffee.

Ground coffee beans freshly brewed, a pot just made, the aroma rich and enticing.

On the beautiful calm afternoon, shadows of flowers danced outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the scent of coffee permeating the air, the person across from her smiled, his deep black eyes as tranquil as ink, an extraordinarily handsome face more pleasing to the eye than the scenery outside.

The Saxon Family has two Young Masters: one is elegant and handsome like a deity, the other is charmingly wicked, like a demon.

Heaven seems quite unfair, giving all the privileges to the Saxon Family.

Soon, the Saxon Family’s chef walked over with a wide grin.

"Miss Yates, did the steak suit your taste earlier?" The chef’s attitude was inexplicably much better than before, his face was smiling when he looked at her.