Aah, co on!
Nia Mitchell was on the verge of exploding with rage, being held by the CEO as they kept moving forward, so she simply stopped speaking.
One minute later.
"Why aren’t you talking?"
Nia Mitchell: ......
"I’m asking you sothing."
Nia Mitchell: ......
"Nia, you..."
"I’m definitely going to work, I’m definitely going to work, I’m not taking leave, I’m not taking leave!"
Nia Mitchell repeated several tis, speaking unyieldingly.
Cough cough...
Alright!
He seed more and more unable to win against her.
"Then take care of yourself and don’t do heavy work."
Maxwell Peary was still a bit worried, maybe tonight he should call EdbertNia and ask him to be more cautious?
No way.
That scoundrel EdbertNia would definitely take the chance to be attentive to Rabina, and then Rabina would be very touched.
In his mind, the image of Rabina’s tearful, emotional eyes suddenly appeared.
Bang!
He seed to hear the faint sound of a jar of jealousy being overturned.
The CEO here was practically drowning in jealousy.
anwhile, Nia Mitchell was still oblivious to what was happening.
Back in the car, Nia Mitchell studied the dicine in her hand, pouting.
"Uncle, you really are strong."
Normally people shouldn’t have that reaction, but Uncle...
He’s never been a normal person.
ntioning that incident again made Maxwell Peary feel guilty, his heart aching.
"Does it still hurt?"
It definitely hurts.
"It doesn’t hurt much anymore, I definitely won’t scare you again."
Too scary!
Didn’t scare Uncle Peary, but ended up getting herself hurt.
Not worth it, not worth it.
Nia Mitchell was about to puke from frustration.
Maxwell Peary was almost dead from self-reproach as well.
So, in silence, they quickly returned to the hillside villa.
"Let get the door for you."
Seeing Nia Mitchell about to open the car door, Maxwell Peary imdiately spoke, then quickly got out of the car, walked around to the other side, and opened the car door for Nia Mitchell.
There was no other way, she had injured her right hand, and the car door was on her right side.
Nia Mitchell got out of the car under Maxwell Peary’s guilty gaze, carrying her ointnt in her left hand, and swiftly got out.
"Let carry that for you."
......
As the butler ca out, he saw Maxwell Peary holding his briefcase and a dicine bag in his left hand, and carrying Nia Mitchell’s handbag in his right hand, while Nia Mitchell walked beside him with empty hands.
Uh...
Young Master Peary holding a woman’s handbag really didn’t look out of place.
Haha!
Butler Frederick Goldsmith was filled with comfort and had a big smile on his face.
"Young master and young lady, you’ve worked hard, please co in quickly."
Frederick Goldsmith smiled at Nia Mitchell, attributing all changes in Maxwell Peary to her.
Nia Mitchell also smiled and imdiately went inside.
"Let do it."
Seeing Nia Mitchell sit down and reach out to get her slippers, Maxwell Peary imdiately put down the things in his hands on a nearby chair and took out Nia Mitchell’s shoes from the shoe cabinet.
Uh...
Nia Mitchell was stunned for a mont, before she could react, she saw Maxwell Peary had already squatted down to change her shoes.
"Uncle, I can do it myself."
Maxwell Peary, soone who stands at the pinnacle of Capital Town.
How could he stoop to change shoes for her?
She imdiately tried to withdraw her foot, but couldn’t match the strength of the CEO.
"I said I’ll do it, so I’ll do it."
He couldn’t bear to let her do such humble tasks for him, but every ti he did it for her, he found delight in it.
Nia Mitchell looked down at this domineering Maxwell Peary, her eyes full of emotion.
One wonders, how many n in the world could reach this level?
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