With a flirty glance and a smile, Julia Adams looked at Maxwell Peary.
Could she attract Maxwell Peary like this?
She really was too naive.
Who was Maxwell Peary? In this day and age, what hadn’t he experienced?
"Don’t know you. Scram."
Those four words left the area within a ten-ter radius freezing cold, almost barren.
This was a side of Maxwell Peary that Julia Adams hadn’t seen before, and naturally, neither had the students on campus.
Everyone felt a shiver. Many who lacked confidence imdiately left, while quite a few others observed from a distance.
"Young Master Peary, I..."
Julia Adams looked at Maxwell Peary with a wounded expression; she hadn’t anticipated him saying sothing like that.
Seeing this side of him, Julia now desperately wanted to conquer him.
If such a man beca her pillar of support, wouldn’t she be able to do whatever she pleased in Capital Town?
"Young Master Peary, I’m Julia Adams. Don’t you rember ? I’m Nia Mitchell’s best friend."
To think she still dared to claim she was Nia’s good friend at a ti like this. Wasn’t she afraid of biting her tongue?
A Julia Adams like this was utterly detestable.
"Really?"
Maxwell Peary raised an eyebrow slightly, his face still devoid of any other expression. As he sat there, his entire being exuded an aura of authority unique to those in power.
Julia Adams found it sowhat difficult to withstand his imposing presence; stunned, she took a slight step back.
"Of course, Young Master Peary. I just twisted my ankle. Can I co in and sit for a bit?"
If she could just get inside and sit down, regardless of whether anything ca of it, she would beco the subject of gossip.
To be able to sit in Maxwell Peary’s car was an imnse honor.
If Julia Adams were a Star, she would probably be the type who only cared about generating buzz.
"Twisted it?"
Maxwell Peary’s lips curved into a smirk. This excuse really is terrible.
"Yes, Young Master Peary. Look at my ankle; I can’t stand on it for long. How about you take to the Hospital?"
Julia Adams wore a broad smile, one that made it hard for others to look directly at her.
Many onlookers were watching, eager to see Julia Adams make a fool of herself.
Nia Mitchell ca downstairs at precisely this mont, only to see Julia Adams trying to chat soone up.
GASP—
Julia Adams!
Nia Mitchell frowned, finding it hard to believe what she was seeing.
Hmph, Uncle actually opened the window to talk to Julia Adams. He’s so infuriating!
The thought made her so angry she imdiately strode over.
Maxwell Peary spotted the approaching Nia Mitchell at once. Noticing she seed a bit upset, he suspected she might have suffered so grievance at Fiona Sutton’s hands.
At this thought, he frowned in displeasure and directly opened the driver’s side door.
Seeing Maxwell Peary open the car door, Julia Adams was overjoyed—no, ecstatic would be more accurate.
Julia Adams was all smiles and even feigned a bit of shyness.
"Young Master Peary, you only need to open the passenger door. I can get in myself. Even though my ankle is a bit twisted, it won’t stop ..."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw Maxwell Peary walk straight past her, striding away swiftly.
HUH?
Julia Adams’s mouth twitched; she found it hard to believe what she was seeing.
What was Maxwell Peary doing?
Haha, what man in the world isn’t lecherous?
This Maxwell Peary must be trying to fool people; that’s why he’s pretending to be indifferent to her.
But it didn’t matter. At least he opened the car door for her; that alone was a success.
So, she could only turn around with a smile, but when she saw the scene before her, she was utterly petrified.
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