Chapter 1112: Chapter 1111: What’s Going On With Young Master Peary and President Zhong?
Looking at the vivid tales these people are spinning, how could she not believe it?
She flipped through them one by one, her eyes turning a bit red.
Since the matter involved Young Master Peary, the Office Room’s secretary erupted again.
"Nia, isn’t Young Master Peary your uncle? Hurry up and tell us, what’s going on?"
Nia: ......
She didn’t know either, and even if she did, she wouldn’t say.
Too hateful!
Too detestable!
Damn it!
Nia sat angrily over there, saying nothing.
"What’s there to say? Back then, this matter was indeed spreading like wildfire. Poor Anne Davidson, no one knows if she’s dead or alive now."
Dead or alive?
That means her fate is uncertain.
In love, women who are often hurt are worth sympathizing with.
Obviously, women tend to empathize with their own kind, since they can relate to the feelings.
Of course, the premise is that these two people aren’t together.
If they were together, it probably wouldn’t be like this.
Maxwell Peary’s affair suddenly overshadowed all the news about Edbert.
In circles, some boldly compiled recent matters of the two.
Then asked...
MC Group’s Young Master Peary, Star Media’s President Edbert, what’s been up with these two lately?
Edbert resolved his crisis very well and even dragged Maxwell down with him, feeling very happy.
Clearly, he was quite pleased at this time.
Nia sat in her seat, staring straight at her phone.
Not knowing whether Maxwell knew about what happened, she blinked her eyes and lay on the desk.
Uncle...
Why is there not even a phone call at this time?
She sat there, biting her lip.
If she made a call to ask about Anne Davidson, wouldn’t that mean she doesn’t trust him?
No, no!
Can’t call!
But she had nothing to divert her attention from this issue, and it became even more tempting to think about it when idle.
Ah!
Completely collapsed!
"Nia, why aren’t you calling your uncle to ask?"
She might not be anxious, but others were.
Everyone in the Secretary Department kept asking about it; who wouldn’t want the first-hand news?
Nia ignored them, and suddenly her phone rang.
The melodious ringtone resonated in the office, particularly drawing attention.
Nia was startled and immediately checked the caller ID.
Charles Northwood?
A wave of disappointment hit her.
"Hello?"
"Yeah."
Nia responded.
"What’s going on online? Where’s Maxwell Peary?"
Charles Northwood furrowed his brow, standing in front of the massive floor-to-ceiling window.
In front of him was the pitch-black sea, lifeless as death.
On his side, it was late at night.
"I’m now working at Star Media, and I just found out about this. As for him now..."
She stopped there, not knowing how to reply.
What Maxwell Peary was doing now, she was completely unaware.
"Alright, I understand. I’ll probe into this matter first; if Maxwell Peary..."
Charles Northwood intended to say that if Maxwell truly wronged Nia and all these matters were true, he wouldn’t let it slide easily.
He would take Nia away.
Even if Nia would resent him.
"I trust my uncle; these things must be false."
Even if they’re true, they’re just past matters now.
She needs to learn to trust now!
