novelraw Chapter 833 - 832: The Kindest Person in the World
Chapter 833 - 832: The Kindest Person in the World
"Miss Swan, you are too kind, you should confront this issue directly, and not let the mistress be so arrogant."The journalist indeed fulfilled Belinda Swan’s wish, saying exactly what she wanted to hear.
Belinda Swan looked sorrowful and shook her head.
"No, this matter is false, please don’t talk about it anymore, okay? I don’t want Maxwell’s business to be affected, and I don’t want to hurt Miss Mitchell."
With these words, Belinda Swan directly informed the journalist that the woman is named Mitchell.
So, this means that their previous speculation was correct, the woman is indeed Nia Mitchell.
"This Miss Mitchell is said to be still a student at University A, recently arrogantly driving Young Master Peary’s car around the school, causing congestion, and creating an extremely bad influence. For such a mistress, Mrs. Peary, you really shouldn’t tolerate her."
The journalist spoke directly, and after speaking, handed the microphone to Belinda Swan again.
"There is no such thing, please don’t talk nonsense. I don’t want to hurt anyone, and I hope they won’t come to hurt me."
Belinda Swan spoke as tears fell, standing there in great sadness.
"Please stop asking, I won’t say anything. Anyway, I’ve already married Maxwell, and he has told me he won’t be with that woman anymore."
As she spoke, Belinda Swan was about to leave, but the journalist kept blocking her, refusing to let her go.
"Mrs. Peary, why are you so confident in Young Master Peary? Why do you believe that woman won’t cling to him? You know, Young Master Peary’s fortune is staggering, probably no one would foolishly give that up, right?"
Upon hearing this, Belinda Swan immediately stopped in her tracks.
"I don’t want to say. Why are you forcing me? Maxwell said he would end things with her, and he will. Then we can be together forever. What that woman wants is nothing but money."
After speaking, Belinda Swan directly turned around and left.
Ah, damn!
Nia Mitchell sat on the sofa, her mouth twitching slightly, as she reached out and dialed Maxwell Peary’s number.
"You should stay at the villa for now and don’t come out."
Maxwell Peary was evidently aware of the situation, fearing Nia Mitchell might be harmed, and thus advised her to stay indoors.
"Am I supposed to hide like this for the rest of my life? Clearly, I am the real Mrs. Peary, aren’t I?"
Nia Mitchell suddenly flew into a rage, questioning why she had to hide.
Outside, people didn’t even know what they were saying about her, how could she hide at such a time?
She wanted so badly to tell the world she was not a mistress.
But no one would believe her.
Thinking of this, the anger in her heart grew increasingly intense.
"Nia, listen to me, once this matter is resolved, I’ll come forward with you."
Unknowingly, everything had already changed.
Nia Mitchell held the phone, and on the other side, there was only the dial tone.
He had hung up right after speaking these words.
She sat on the sofa, slowly lowering the phone, and a tear dropped down.
Once upon a time, she felt their relationship was unstable and didn’t want to go public.
Now, it was Maxwell Peary who didn’t want to go public.
She sat there, her face filled with sadness.
The phone rang once more, and she answered without even looking.
"Nia Mitchell, you little wench, filthy mistress, why don’t you go die, curse you getting hit by a car as soon as you step out, curse you to suffer..."