Chapter 992: Chapter 991: Maxwell Peary! Pull Over
Secretary Department, how could there be a man?
A paradise full of women, am I right?
It’s quite complicated.
No women?
The CEO furrowed his brow, sitting in the car, his anger gradually subsiding.
"Then whose car did you take?"
This is clearly Edbert Nia Mitchell’s car, isn’t it?
If Rabina Mitchell said that Edbert Nia Mitchell only took her to the Royal Dynasty hotel.
He would have to be out of his mind to believe it.
"I took Mr. Nia’s car, what’s wrong?"
At this, Nia Mitchell immediately frowned.
Something felt off.
Uh...
How did he know she was in someone else’s car?
"Uncle?"
Nia Mitchell quickly caught onto this and her brow furrowed tightly.
"How did you know I was in someone else’s car? Uncle, you better answer me quickly."
Rabina Mitchell’s tone changed.
Maxwell Peary could clearly feel that as soon as she said those words, everything felt a bit off.
The tone between the two of them seemed to have reversed.
Maxwell Peary coughed lightly, a bit embarrassed.
"I just happened to pass by and saw it."
Maxwell Peary pretended to be calm, explaining.
"This path isn’t the way home at all."
At this moment, Nia Mitchell’s intelligence was off the charts, everything was crystal clear to her.
Maxwell Peary: ......
"There was an issue at the Royal Dynasty hotel, I went to handle it."
Yeah, this reason was brilliant.
Maxwell Peary was almost convinced by himself.
But the listener, still had some doubts,
"Really? Such a coincidence?"
Nia Mitchell obviously didn’t believe it, just then she happened to see the CEO’s car through the rearview mirror.
Nia Mitchell: ......
Could the CEO have been following her all the way?
"Pull over for me!"
Nia Mitchell shouted angrily, then turned to look at Edbert Nia Mitchell.
"Just stop here for a moment."
Edbert Nia Mitchell was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and pulled the car over to the side of the road.
Nia Mitchell hung up the phone and looked at Edbert Nia Mitchell.
"Sorry, Maxwell Peary is just behind us. I’ll take his car, no need to trouble you to send me."
If Nia Mitchell remembered correctly, Edbert Nia Mitchell’s home was a left turn at the next intersection, while the way to the Royal Dynasty hotel was straight ahead.
Getting off now wouldn’t delay Edbert Nia Mitchell’s return home.
Uh...
Edbert Nia Mitchell glanced, seeing Maxwell Peary’s black Rolls-Royce smoothly stop behind them through the rearview mirror.
"Alright, I won’t see you off then."
Edbert Nia Mitchell smiled, nodding.
Nia Mitchell looked at him apologetically, her expression a bit unnatural.
"Next time, I’ll treat you to a meal. Thank you for today."
"You’re being too polite with me."
Edbert Nia Mitchell smiled and shook his head.
"Hurry and get out, don’t keep him waiting."
Edbert Nia Mitchell said with a smile.
"Alright, goodbye."
Nia Mitchell also smiled, quickly got out of the car, and left.
Without lingering, Edbert Nia Mitchell didn’t even watch her get into the car, and immediately drove away.
Without hesitation, without a trace of reluctance.
But if Nia Mitchell were still in the car, she would have noticed that Edbert Nia Mitchell’s eyes were slightly red.
His lips pressed tightly together, as if suppressing some emotion from bursting out.
This kind of Edbert Nia Mitchell, letting go so straightforwardly, only continues to hurt himself.
Watching the car speed away, then looking at Nia Mitchell walking towards him with a hint of a pout.
Maxwell Peary quickly opened the passenger door, and the lines on his face softened quite a bit.
