At this mont, Maxwell Peary exuded a lethal attractiveness, making it impossible for anyone to look away.
Nia Mitchell was so frightened she almost bit her own tongue. What on earth was happening?
Uncle Peary was here?
Nia Mitchell truly couldn’t believe it. The scene before her eyes seed too unreal.
"Uncle?"
Nia Mitchell put down the skewer in her hand, her eyes wide.
Maxwell Peary stopped about a ter away from Nia Mitchell, frowning as he looked at the two people sitting there.
Could they actually be eating food from a place like this?
"Go ho!"
Two simple yet authoritative words, emanating an undeniable pressure.
Nia Mitchell shrank back slightly. It seed she’d made many mistakes today, and she was sure she’d be in big trouble if she went ho now.
"I’ve already arranged with Evelyn to stay with her tonight."
Maxwell Peary’s eyes widened in disbelief.
What the hell!
Nia, don’t drag into this! Evelyn Peary thought frantically. Who agreed to that with you?
Evelyn Peary was on the verge of tears. Brother, please listen to ! I didn’t! I’m innocent!
"Sleep with *her*?" Maxwell Peary squeezed the words out through gritted teeth, a cold sneer on his face, as if he would make Evelyn Peary vanish from the face of the earth in the next mont.
"No, nothing like that!" Evelyn Peary imdiately spoke up to defend herself, desperate to clear her na.
But it wouldn’t be that simple.
"Shut up!"
Maxwell didn’t want to hear Evelyn’s voice right now. He would deal with her mistakes later; his current focus was Nia.
Evelyn Peary’s lips twitched. Her brother hadn’t changed a bit!
Nia Mitchell swallowed, an ingratiating expression on her face as she quickly ran to the CEO’s side.
"Uncle, I can’t go back on my word to soone, right?" After saying this, she fluttered her eyelashes, her expression a picture of innocence.
Oh, for crying out loud! Evelyn Peary stood to one side, feeling completely floored. It’s over, she thought. This couple is going to be the death of .
Upon hearing Nia Mitchell’s words, Maxwell Peary turned to look at Evelyn Peary.
"She made plans with you?"
Hearing the CEO’s question, Evelyn Peary imdiately shook her head vehently.
"No, no, no, no! Absolutely not! Brother, you have to believe ! I’m your own sister!"
There was absolutely no such arrangent! she insisted internally. You have to clear my na!
However, Maxwell Peary showed not even a hint of reaction after hearing this. He simply turned his head to look at Nia Mitchell.
"She said no."
Maxwell Peary’s words were directed at Nia Mitchell, and her face turned a shade paler upon hearing them.
"I rember now! We didn’t actually agree on anything. I’m supposed to go ho." She suddenly changed her tune.
Hearing her words, Maxwell Peary nodded in satisfaction.
"In that case, let’s go ho."
After saying this, Maxwell Peary got into the car.
Nia Mitchell followed, her steps slow. She kept glancing back at Evelyn Peary, who was still standing by the Barbecue Stall.
Evelyn, save ! Nia silently begged.
Evelyn Peary shook her head, a helpless expression on her face.
I can’t even save myself!
Finally, they were in the car. Maxwell Peary didn’t say a word, just started the engine and zood off, disappearing in an instant.
Inside the car, there was complete silence.
Nia Mitchell felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, rooted to the spot, unsure of what to do.
"Uncle... I was wrong."
Apologizing was always a good start, she thought.
Hearing the words Nia Mitchell finally managed to get out after a long silence, Maxwell Peary raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? Tell , where do you think you went wrong?"
The CEO’s deanor turned utterly forbidding as he posed such a world-class question.
Nia Mitchell’s face fell. Great, she thought. If I don’t answer this question well, I’m probably dood.
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