Since little Rabina wants to go searching for her youthful past this afternoon, he didn’t rush to get ready to leave.
After saying those words, he didn’t give the other any chance to speak, directly pulling Nia Mitchell to walk outside.
Nia didn’t even have ti to say a single word before she was already being taken outside, over ten ters away.
By the ti she snapped out of it, she was already in the elevator.
Nia: ......
"Uncle, I actually wanted to eat at ho."
It’s been a long ti since she last had a al with her father; if he refuses now, Dad would be quite upset.
"What’s so good at ho?"
Maxwell was very dismissive.
"How can there be nothing good?"
Nia was quite unhappy, pouting after she spoke.
As they chatted, they went down the elevator, Maxwell put his arm around her waist, walking intimately forward.
"What’s so good? Tell ?"
Maxwell leaned over, a slight smirk at his lips, carrying a hint of devilish charm.
This was so different from his usual image, which made Nia a bit surprised.
Not only that, it made her heart race.
"Not saying."
Nia pouted, reaching out to push Maxwell.
Just talk properly, why does he need to lean so close?
"Nia, you’re feeling shy."
No need to think much, he directly confird it.
Nia was flustered, her face flushed.
"I..."
She wanted to say she wasn’t, but she couldn’t even convince herself, so she confessed openly.
"I am shy, so what?"
With those words, Maxwell didn’t know how to respond.
"You, when will you start thinking more about ?"
He said helplessly and then reached out to open the door of a luxury car by the roadside.
Nia was stunned, standing there staring at the black luxury car.
"Uncle, this car...?"
Nia furrowed her brows, rembering that they ca here by plane, they didn’t have a car at all.
But, why was Maxwell so familiar with this...
What’s up with this car?
"My car."
Maxwell was slightly displeased she changed the subject, his brows slightly furrowed.
He still wanted to know when Nia would start thinking more about him.
After all this ti, what place does he hold in her heart?
"Uncle has a car in D City?"
Nia imdiately widened her eyes, looking at him with a face full of astonishnt.
"Do you have to discuss the car with here?"
Maxwell had kept the car door open for quite so ti, why wasn’t she getting in?
Nia pouted, pouting her lips, fine, if not discussing it, then not.
The little expressions on her face disappeared instantly, and she directly sat in the car.
Maxwell looked at her unexpectedly, so, she’s showing a little temper?
After he got into the driver’s seat, Maxwell fastened his seatbelt while turning to look at Nia.
"I bought it."
He still answered Nia’s previous question.
This car was bought just now, while Nia was called away by her father, and he was bored sitting there alone.
Since Nia planned to stroll around D City, how could he let her ride a car instead?
That’s uncomfortable.
Better to buy a car.
"You bought it?"
Nia imdiately bristled like an agitated cat, turning to face the CEO beside her.
"You’re only here for two days, and you bought a car?"
And this car looks incredibly luxurious, doesn’t it, it’s too valuable!
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