Upon hearing Charles Northwood’s hesitant words, Fiona Sutton instantly wore a look of disdain.
"Bodyguard with a knife, are you stupid?"
His identity isn’t simple?
What identity?
Eternal back-up?
A perennial nice guy?
Yeah, right.
Charles Northwood’s face imdiately turned dark, okay, forget about expecting Fiona Sutton to say anything nice.
So, he turned and looked at Nia Mitchell.
Nia Mitchell laughed awkwardly, what could she do? She really didn’t want to hurt Charles Northwood.
"Um... sotis, so things are better left in dreams. Don’t try to bring them into reality."
Pfft—
Alright, she admitted, her words were even harsher than Fiona Sutton’s.
Haha!
Charles Northwood’s mouth twitched, damn!
He couldn’t swear, couldn’t, couldn’t!
Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Um...
Charles Northwood frowned, normally, no one would co over to his place.
If soone did co, it would only be Tara Jason or soone from the Northwood Family.
There had been a minor misunderstanding with Tara Jason before, plus she’s been deliberately keeping her distance now.
So, the possibility of it being Tara Jason was very slim, almost impossible.
Then...
It could only be soone from the Northwood Family.
Suddenly, Charles Northwood’s aura changed a little, and Fiona Sutton noticed it and frowned.
Nia Mitchell blinked, a bit slow to catch on, not sensing anything amiss.
"Why don’t you go open it?"
She laughed while looking at Charles Northwood, seeing that he hadn’t moved, she imdiately jogged towards the door.
"If you don’t open it, I’ll do it."
After speaking, she was already at the door and opened it directly.
"Don’t open it!"
Charles Northwood then reacted, raising his voice imdiately.
But it was too late.
The door was already open.
Maxwell Peary stood at the entrance with a sullen face, Nia Mitchell looked at the CEO outside the door.
She blinked, feeling like it was a magic trick.
How could he be here?
Maxwell Peary’s face was gloomy, his chest heaving continuously,
Furious!
A fit of rage.
This Rabina was having too much fun here.
And just now, Charles Northwood told the little Rabina not to open the door.
"What? Young Master Northwood doesn’t welco ?"
With that, Maxwell Peary stepped inside.
Charles Northwood was stunned for a mont, didn’t expect it to be him who ca here, his brows furrowed instantly.
Nia Mitchell was still standing there rigidly, only reacting when the CEO passed by her, quickly turned around, but could only see the CEO’s back.
"Uncle Peary, why did you co?"
Nia Mitchell promptly questioned, wasn’t he supposed to be very busy?
She even doubted whether the CEO took care of the Belinda Swan matter yesterday.
Not only did he fail to clarify the matter, but he also allowed Belinda Swan to appear on television.
That woman shalessly said so many things.
Now many people think Young Master Peary and Belinda Swan make a good match, even sending them blessings.
Too infuriating.
She’s the real Mrs. Peary.
But...
She had no evidence.
Even Maxwell Peary seed not to be planning anything.
Thinking about this made her feel stifled.
"What are you doing here? You’re not welco here at all!"
Imdiately, Nia Mitchell ran directly to Maxwell Peary, pushing him out the door.
"Hurry up and leave, no one invited you in."
She childishly exerted her strength, just like that, shoving him out the door.
"Goodbye!"
Bang, the door slamd shut!
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