novelraw Chapter 847 - 846: I Don’t Want to Be Just Good Friends with You
Chapter 847 - 846: I Don’t Want to Be Just Good Friends with You
Mr. Peary wore a displeased expression; Maxwell Peary’s actions were not only a slap to Belinda Swan’s face.It was also a slap to his own face.
In the future, Belinda Swan would have no face to show, and neither would he!
How infuriating.
This time, Maxwell Peary was serious, not giving even a shred of face.
He thought about this, yet never considered that in the past, he also showed Maxwell Peary no face.
"Grandpa, this matter must be dealt with properly, or marrying Maxwell afterwards would only bring shame to the Peary Clan."
In Belinda Swan’s world, she still believed she would marry Maxwell Peary.
She had long placed herself in the position of Mrs. Peary.
Seeing her this way, Mr. Peary said no more.
Phoebe Harris walked over at this time, her makeup was even more exquisite, clearly living a very good life here recently.
"Dad, you must be clear, Maxwell’s marriage must be properly scrutinized, look at that common girl, what’s so good about her?"
Phoebe Harris simply couldn’t stand Nia Mitchell.
Moreover, now Belinda Swan was the most likely to become Mrs. Peary, and she always had a good relationship with Belinda, so not helping Belinda now, would she actually help Nia Mitchell?
"I have eyes, I can see for myself."
Speaking of these matters, the old man was not pleased.
Not to mention that Nia Mitchell wasn’t good enough for Maxwell Peary, even Belinda Swan wasn’t.
However, he once received others’ favors, and now that they came calling, he had no room to refuse.
In this world, finding someone truly suitable for Maxwell Peary was not easy.
While Belinda Swan could be considered an heiress, if it came to it, the two could potentially make a reluctant pair.
Belinda Swan didn’t expect the old man to suddenly speak so harshly, and was a bit too stunned to react, standing coldly while looking at Mr. Peary.
During these days of interaction, she thought he was a rather good-tempered elder.
She said no more, unhappily looking at the newspaper in her hands.
Maxwell Peary’s statement made Nia Mitchell laugh joyfully, she forwarded the report directly to Charles Northwood.
See, see, the matter is perfectly resolved.
Anyway, it had nothing to do with her at all.
Charles Northwood, upon seeing Nia Mitchell’s message, couldn’t help but smile.
Fiona Sutton had moved back into Charles Northwood’s studio room apartment again.
She looked at Charles Northwood with an apologetic face, in fact, she didn’t want to burden him constantly.
"Actually, I can really live alone in the dormitory, with you always like this, I feel bad."
Fiona Sutton looked embarrassed, watching Charles Northwood busy himself.
"It’s fine, after all, we’re good friends."
Good friends!
At this moment, Fiona Sutton was still a bit lost, unsure of her feelings for Yancy Hastings.
Why, when Charles Northwood said ’good friends’, did her heart still ache?
She didn’t want to be just good friends at all, she only wanted to become his...
No, no!
Fiona Sutton interrupted her wild thoughts, sitting on the couch looking unnatural.
She gently touched her stomach, knowing there was a baby inside.
"I don’t want to be just good friends with you at all."
Before, seeing you treat Nia Mitchell well, I thought it was because you were good friends, so I got jealous.
Later, I found out you liked Nia Mitchell, and I got even more jealous.
It seems we were destined all along not to be just good friends.