Chapter 990: Chapter 989: Damn! Rabina Mitchell Got Into Another Man’s Car
Hazel Quartz looked at her, a smile curling at her lips.
"There’s still room in my car."
Her face was full of smiles, as if she was genuinely concerned for Nia Mitchell.
"But I’m a clean freak, I don’t like others sitting in my car, truly sorry."
Clearly, she was doing it on purpose.
Clean freak?
Doesn’t like others in her car?
Oh, come on!
This is ridiculous.
If Nia Mitchell believed it, she would be a downright fool.
With a silent eyeroll, she stood there quite calmly.
"No worries, I wasn’t planning on taking your car anyway, too little sense of security. I’ll just call a cab."
Nia Mitchell quickly counteracted and walked out first.
Hazel Quartz: ......
Filled with anger, Hazel didn’t even know how to vent.
The old Nia Mitchell didn’t have this kind of personality.
When did her tongue become so sharp?
Everyone headed towards the garage, except for Nia Mitchell, who walked towards the Grand Gate entrance.
As she stepped outside, she unexpectedly saw Edbert driving up to the Grand Gate entrance.
Slowly rolling down the window, Edbert wore a smile on his face.
"Shall I take you to the restaurant?"
Nia Mitchell was taken aback, looking at the Grand Gate entrance, not a taxi in sight.
"Alright then."
Without a hint of shyness, since she was so familiar with him.
She got in the car, seated herself, and fastened the seatbelt.
"What made you think of inviting us out?"
Edbert was genuinely curious and couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s a huge misunderstanding, really caught in a bind."
Nia Mitchell humorously teased.
"Hehe, Young Master Peary probably wouldn’t mind you spending such a small amount, huh."
Being the owner of Star Media, of course he had access to firsthand information.
He knew how kindly Maxwell treated Nia Mitchell, so he said it this way.
Nia Mitchell nodded.
"He wouldn’t just not mind me spending a bit; to him, money is nothing."
Nia Mitchell strongly disagreed and immediately began to mock.
"You have no idea how extravagant his wardrobe is, yet all the clothes are exactly the same, all black."
"Every week new clothes arrive regularly, and many of them he hasn’t even worn before disposing of them. The clothes I secretly agreed with the butler were all six figures each."
To Nia Mitchell, this was utterly astronomical.
When talking about this, Nia Mitchell instantly forgot that the person driving beside her was also a local tyrant, living a similar lifestyle.
"Really? Then he truly doesn’t mind spending such a little amount, huh."
Edbert beamed, his face full of joy.
The way Nia Mitchell was, she simply felt adorable, not at all like a bumpkin.
There was not a trace of rustic feeling.
Thinking of this, he continued driving forward.
"As long as he’s good to you, nothing else matters."
Whether or not it was heartfelt, when Edbert said this, he just felt much more at ease.
"Of course."
Nia Mitchell’s face lit up with sweetness, though it only lasted two to three seconds before it was interrupted by a phone ring.
Nia Mitchell was startled, reaching to calm her small, startled heart.
Who could be calling at this time?
Frowning, Nia Mitchell quickly took out her phone.
Maxwell Peary!?
Why was the CEO calling?
Didn’t he just call not long ago?
Could it be he forgot to mention something?
