The CEO hadn’t had dinner, a piece of information that Bunny, who was at the amusent park, was unaware of.
Nia Mitchell, after happily enjoying a round of fun, sat with Evelyn Peary at a food stall to enjoy so barbecue.
"This is so delicious. I didn’t think you’d like this too, sister-in-law."
Evelyn Peary cheerfully picked a skewer of at and began to munch heartily.
"I’ve always liked this."
Nia Mitchell smiled, her eyes crinkling with joy, radiating imnse contentnt.
"True, many people love this, but my brother doesn’t. Whenever I ate it in the past, he would chide ."
Evelyn Peary had a basketful of complaints every ti she ntioned Maxwell Peary.
Listening to her, Nia Mitchell felt a strong sense of empathy.
How unfortunate. Both of them were so unfortunate.
At half-past ten in the night, Maxwell Peary eventually couldn’t stand it anymore. Grabbing his car keys, he headed downstairs directly.
"Young Master, where are you going this late?"
Frederick Goldsmith was secretly delighted. He had been waiting downstairs, hoping the young master would go after his wife. Finally, his wish was fulfilled, and a smile lit his face. Of course, he had to sowhat hide his delight in front of Maxwell Peary. Otherwise, the CEO would be very unhappy.
"Going to find Nia Mitchell."
Maxwell Peary gave a brief explanation, changed his shoes, opened the door, and left.
Watching Maxwell Peary leave, Frederick Goldsmith was brimming with satisfaction.
"Be careful on the road, Young Master."
After giving a few words of caution, he closed the door and went back inside.
Maxwell Peary got into the car, furrowed his eyebrows, and started driving towards the amusent park. Along the way, he also called Annie Davidson.
"Didn’t I already tell you? Amusent park!"
Annie Davidson was in a terrible mood, sulking on her bed, feeling bored out of her mind.
"The exact location at the amusent park."
Annie Davidson’s lips twitched. So, Mr. CEO, you’re actually going to find her? Was that madman Peary really going to drive out and find soone this late at night? You’ve got to be kidding; this must be fake, impossible. An illusion, it’s all an illusion.
"Hurry up!"
Hearing no response from the other end, Maxwell Peary wore an unhappy look.
As if sensing Maxwell Peary’s irritation, Annie Davidson stopped ssing around, did a quick search, and sent Nia Mitchell’s exact location to the CEO.
After seeing the location, Maxwell Peary frowned.
Evelyn Peary actually took Bunny to such a place? Poor Evelyn Peary. Maxwell Peary had already labeled her negatively for this; he would definitely prevent her from getting close to Nia Mitchell in the future.
The luxury car ca to an abrupt halt when it arrived at the Barbecue Stall!
"HISS..."
Evelyn Peary’s lips stiffened as she watched the car, a bad premonition creeping over her.
"Sister-in-law, why do I feel like this car belongs to my brother?"
Evelyn Peary felt that a major disaster was about to strike today.
The corner of Nia Mitchell’s mouth twitched. Due to their seating position, they couldn’t see the license plate, so she wasn’t certain.
"Perhaps it’s a coincidence. Do you think your brother would show up here?"
No way.
Nia Mitchell, completely unconcerned, continued to enjoy her barbecue, her mouth sared with oil, clearly overjoyed.
But Evelyn Peary, on the other hand, wore a bitter expression.
"Sister-in-law... you don’t understand, my brother’s car is one of a kind in the world." To think it could be a similar car to Maxwell Peary’s? That’s absolutely impossible.
So, there was only one possibility. Maxwell Peary had really co!
Just as she had this realization, Maxwell Peary unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Having left in such a hurry, Maxwell Peary was only wearing a shirt. His hair swayed gently in the breeze, devoid of his usual imposing and formal deanor.
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