Looking at Nia Mitchell’s expression, it’s clear she’s completely entranced by Ethan Martinez.
How could this be? Nia Mitchell is supposed to be her son’s wife.
"Ethan Martinez is indeed very handso, but isn’t he outshone by Maxwell Peary?"
Silvia Waterborne probed with a question.
Nia Mitchell was stunned for a mont and then nodded quickly.
Feeling she’d said sothing she shouldn’t have, but actually, Ethan Martinez isn’t any less compared to Maxwell Peary.
The two of them give off different vibes.
After all, they have different experiences and backgrounds, even their work fields are vastly different.
Ethan Martinez doesn’t have Maxwell Peary’s commanding presence, lacking that strategizing aura.
Maxwell Peary also misses the unique pretty boy image of Ethan Martinez, lacking his vibrant youth, missing his energy.
Their personalities are worlds apart.
"I and Ethan Martinez are indeed good friends, maybe soday I can introduce you two to each other."
Seeing Nia Mitchell still harbor feelings for Maxwell Peary, Silvia Waterborne felt her suspicions were just unrealistic musings.
Why would she have such thoughts?
Moreover, although Ethan Martinez is currently single, he definitely wouldn’t be attracted to Nia Mitchell’s hazy deanor.
This type of personality is naturally ant to counter Maxwell Peary.
So, Nia Mitchell and Maxwell Peary are ant to be a pair.
Nia Mitchell, unaware of Silvia Waterborne’s contemplations, simply continued having breakfast.
"Today I’m planning to go to Madgar Pavilion. Evelyn Peary has a lot of free ti these days, why not go out with her for a stroll? I noticed her mood hasn’t lifted yet."
Compared to Maxwell Peary, Evelyn Peary is less adept at controlling her emotions.
Yancy Hastings’s death has left her unable to let go, she still hasn’t moved past the grief.
Maxwell Peary might be saddened too, but he hides it so well it’s hard to detect.
"Okay, I was planning to go out to buy so sumr clothes anyway."
As the weather gets hotter, she wanted to go out and buy so dresses.
"Good, shopping for clothes, Evelyn Peary is the right companion."
Nia Mitchell nodded in agreent.
......
After finishing breakfast, they changed clothes and went together to Madgar Pavilion.
Silvia Waterborne enjoyed the culinary delights in Madgar Pavilion and invited her friends to play.
Nia Mitchell went shopping with Evelyn Peary.
Capital Town’s a high-end shopping mall—
Nia Mitchell followed Evelyn Peary into a clothing shop; the high-standing black and white decor made it instantly obvious that the clothes here were costly.
"Co over here, take a look; these are all new arrivals. I’ve been planning to co over the past few days."
Evelyn Peary smiled as she reached out to pull Nia Mitchell towards a row of clothing racks.
"Ms. Peary, you’ve co. Over there are new arrivals as well; feel free to check them out."
Evelyn Peary was a regular here. The salesperson recognized her imdiately and straightforwardly introduced the latest items.
Evelyn Peary nodded; she frequented this place so often she could spot new items at a glance.
The salesperson glanced at Nia Mitchell by Evelyn Peary’s side, unable to discern her identity for the mont.
So, the salesperson refrained from speaking to Nia Mitchell, as saying nothing was the best way not to err.
"These clothes are so flashy."
Nia Mitchell shook her head at the flamboyant clothes Evelyn Peary picked.
She preferred sothing more pristine, less conspicuous.
She wasn’t fond of the kind that stood out on the Main Street.
Too jarring.
Evelyn Peary widened her eyes, furrowing her brows.
"These look great, flashy or not. You should try them on."
Nia Mitchell quickly shook her head.
"No, no, I haven’t worn this type of clothing before."
Evelyn Peary scrutinized the dress in hand, finding it quite exquisite.
Though flashy, it was bright, and the color was splendid.
Why didn’t she like it?
"Just try it; if after trying you still don’t like it, we won’t buy it."
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