raknovel Chapter 1121 - 1120: Wife Is the Best
Chapter 1121 - 1120: Wife Is the Best
A trace of surprise flashed across Nia Mitchell’s eyes, but she was still very glad she chose to trust him.What Mrs. Huangfu said wasn’t wrong at all; the key was the present.
"I’m already grown up, how can I let something like this affect me?"
Nia Mitchell looked proud, sitting over there in an extremely good mood.
All of a sudden, the CEO had that feeling of "a daughter of my family has just grown up"—a bit relieved, a bit tender, a bit reluctant. Very complicated.
"There actually isn’t much between Anne Davidson and me, it’s just... I feel pretty guilty toward her."
Speaking of guilt, Maxwell Peary really was feeling remorseful.
"There’s a lot, a whole lot of stories in there, it’s not something I can finish in one go. But don’t worry, I’ll handle this properly."
This matter wasn’t hard to resolve; the key point lay with EdbertNia Mitchell.
So he would pick an easier point of entry to make his move.
"Mmm, I believe you."
This time, the CEO didn’t explain those things, and in fact Nia Mitchell was still hoping he’d lay everything out and tell her the whole truth.
But everyone has their secrets, right? That’s why things were like this.
"Uncle, when you’re dealing with things, you also have to pay attention to your own health, okay? Look at the state you’re in now, it’s really worrying."
Even just looking at him like this, she could feel the exhaustion radiating off him from head to toe,
She didn’t know why, but when he was this tired, he still chose to come out and pick her up.
"I know, don’t worry."
Maxwell Peary nodded, didn’t say much more, and continued driving.
Very soon, the two of them returned to the half-hill Villa.
The butler had long been watching out for their movements; such a big incident had happened today that even he knew about it.
But when he saw the two of them come back chatting and laughing, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Uncle, you haven’t eaten yet?"
Just as she was about to go upstairs, Nia Mitchell smelled the aroma of food drifting out from the Dining Hall.
Maxwell Peary froze for a second—what kind of dog nose was this on Nia Mitchell?
"Yeah. Want to keep me company and have a bit?"
Nia Mitchell paused, frowned and thought for a moment.
She was already full, but she still wanted to keep the CEO company, so she’d just eat a little bit more with him.
"Alright then, let’s go."
Nia Mitchell immediately nodded, reached out to pull the CEO, and headed into the Dining Hall with him.
The two of them sat down, and then Nia Mitchell picked up the chopsticks and placed a piece of eggplant into the CEO’s bowl.
"This is Uncle’s favorite. And there’s chili."
Uncle liked spicy food; she remembered that clearly.
"Mm."
Maxwell Peary nodded with a smile, then turned and saw the butler on the side, and asked him to go to the kitchen and squeeze a glass of juice.
Very quickly, a glass of Green Apple Juice was brought over; Nia Mitchell, looking delighted, drank it in small sips.
She didn’t like eating apples, but she could accept Green Apple Juice.
"Uncle, are you going to be this busy again tomorrow?"
Nia Mitchell immediately started asking her questions. If he was going to be very busy, she’d just drive herself to work tomorrow.
Didn’t Uncle Peary say there was another car in the garage that was from the year before last?
So the two of them should be low-profile enough.
Totally low.
"These next few days will probably all be a bit busy. I’m really sorry I can’t spend time with you."
Hearing the CEO’s apology, Nia Mitchell was momentarily stunned.
"Uncle, what are you talking about? How could I blame you for something like that?"
"Right, right, right, my wife is the best."