Matthew Saxon knew what she was complaining about. He lowered his head, very carefully holding her hand in front of his eyes. Looking at the redness and swelling in her palm, he had a guilty look on his face, "I didn't think it through. I thought even if Grandfather wasn't satisfied with you, he wouldn't do anything too excessive for my sake."
"I didn't expect him to be so impatient, but don't worry, this won't happen again in the future."
Just a moment ago, Matthew Saxon had made a decision.
He pondered for a few seconds, no longer hesitating, then reached his finger to the corner of her eye to wipe away the tear stains: "I have to go to the company this afternoon, you'll come with me."
"Anyway, you'll be bored staying at home, so from now on, you'll come to work with me."
"Come to work with you?"
"Yes."
