Maxwell Saxon laughed again: "You see, you're just as reluctant to let her go. So you should understand my feelings, Matthew. In some ways, our attitudes are the same. For the things we cherish, we'll go to all lengths to obtain them. Even if we encounter some obstacles, we wouldn't easily let them go just because they are fragile."
"I like Scarlett, and I want to have her. Even if her heart belongs to someone else, as long as there's the slightest chance to change the situation, I won't let it slip."
"You just said I forced her to accompany me to the snow mountain. Actually, if I told you I didn't force her, would you believe me or not?"
Matthew Saxon's hand, hanging by his side, slowly clenched into a fist. He turned around, eyes glaring with a hint of fury: "What do you mean? If you didn't force her to go, would she willingly go with you?"
