Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 907 - 906: Wedding? Surprise?

Nia Mitchell didn’t say anything, standing in front of the mirror watching herself, walking very unsteadily."Uncle, I’ll just wear—"

"Pack up this pair, we’ll pay later, let her try on this other pair."

Maxwell Peary pointed at another pair of shoes, ignoring Nia Mitchell’s refusal.

Nia Mitchell pouted, sitting back down.

The CEO, who always keeps an eye on Rabina Mitchell, also noticed Nia Mitchell’s change in mood at this moment.

Taking advantage of the gap when the salesperson went to fetch the shoes, he came over and sat beside her.

"Feeling down?"

Nia Mitchell was startled, shook her head.

She took off the high heels, wiggled her toes.

"It’s just I’ve never worn high heels before, and now it feels really awkward."

Not only are the shoes awkward, but even this path feels awkward.

"You’ll have to get used to it. When I attend banquets, of course, you’ll be with me."

He knew Nia Mitchell’s little thoughts and leaned over directly, whispering with her.

Nia Mitchell paused, she’s been neglectful, hadn’t thought about this issue.

As Mrs. Peary, accompanying Young Master Peary to banquets is a normal thing.

Maxwell Peary’s banquets are naturally the most top-tier, she definitely can’t show up in sneakers.

"I got it."

Nia Mitchell smiled and nodded, answering very seriously.

This look made people feel a bit heartache.

"You, don’t overthink things, these shoes are custom-made for you, you look very beautiful wearing them."

Nia Mitchell nodded; the CEO, such a proud person, maybe comforting someone for the first time in his life.

"Also, later at our wedding, you have to wear high heels, right?"

Nia Mitchell was taken aback upon hearing that.

Wedding?

She blinked, thinking there might be something wrong with her ears.

"Then I’ll give you a surprise."

Maxwell Peary, unexpectedly in a good mood, teased Nia Mitchell with a secret.

Actually, he’s already preparing for the wedding; lots of things need time, including the wedding dress.

Handmade custom design can’t be completed overnight.

Nia Mitchell naturally didn’t know these things; upon hearing about a surprise, she looked full of anticipation.

"What surprise? Hurry and tell me."

All of Nia Mitchell’s previous emotions vanished entirely, completely captivated by Maxwell Peary’s words.

In an instant, she forgot about where she was, directly kneeling on the chair, wrapping her arms around the CEO’s neck, eager to know something.

Maxwell Peary shook his head, telling her that if he said it, it wouldn’t be a surprise.

"Come on, just tell me a little bit, just a little bit, okay?"

Nia Mitchell’s voice was soft and gentle, with a bit of a playful tone, shaking the CEO continuously.

"Not telling."

"Oh, Uncle, just tell me, Uncle..."

Evelyn Peary turned her head, seeing such a scene, and a little distance away, the salesperson holding a shoe box hesitated whether to approach.

If she interrupts Young Master Peary, would there be any unpleasant consequences?

Who will save her, give her a definite answer?

Nia Mitchell kept being playful, but who knew this time it didn’t work.

The CEO insisted on not revealing anything, not willing to say a single word.

"Fine then, don’t tell!"

Having exhausted all her tricks, Rabina Mitchell found no solution.

Finally, embarrassed and angry, she let go of her hands, shifted her little bottom to one side, and refused to even glance at the CEO.

Maxwell Peary secretly raised an eyebrow, is Rabina Mitchell angry?

Look at this stubbornness, quite the temper indeed.

Hehe.