novelraw Chapter 920 - 919: Uncle, Can We Talk?
Chapter 920 - 919: Uncle, Can We Talk?
Villa on the hillside——Nia Mitchell sat cross-legged on the sofa after changing shoes, frowning at the CEO.
"Uncle, can we talk?"
Nia’s eyes were full of hope, hoping to share her thoughts with Maxwell Peary.
"No."
Maxwell didn’t even glance at Rabina, directly picked up his briefcase and went upstairs.
Nia:......
He really is angry.
She shrugged, helplessly following him.
"Uncle, are you going to take a bath? I’ll run the water for you."
Nia followed him, her soft voice coming through again.
Maxwell paused on the stairs, with a slight smile, turned to look at Nia standing below him.
"I’m going to the study."
The meaning is simple; he doesn’t want a bath.
Nia’s smile stiffened for a moment, biting her lip.
"Then I’ll open the door for you."
After saying that, she sped up and ran upstairs.
Watching Nia’s back, Maxwell shook his head and promptly followed her.
Study——
The simple black-and-white color scheme added a sense of mystery here.
Nia turned on the soft yellow light, walked into the study, and stood by Maxwell’s desk.
Like a student waiting for reprimand, Maxwell resembled a teacher.
Entering the room, he saw Nia standing there with her head down, and paused.
He hesitated for a moment and eventually walked over step by step.
Without saying much, he simply sat in his chair.
"Uncle."
Rarely, Nia knew when to offer a hug.
She went over directly and sat on Maxwell’s lap.
"Uncle."
She spoke again, although still unsure why the CEO was specifically angry.
But it must be related to Edbert.
After all...
When she called Edbert earlier, he made sour remarks that could be misunderstood.
The CEO wouldn’t utter such embarrassing words in that situation outright.
So, he’s angry with Edbert.
But why be mad at Edbert?
Is it because she’s going to work for Star Media?
This...
She really can’t figure out the connection here.
"If there’s something, just say it."
Maxwell appeared calm, even with Nia sitting on his lap, he remained in the same demeanor.
Nia twitched at the corner of her mouth; he genuinely seemed angry, otherwise, he wouldn’t maintain such composure in this situation.
Knowing that this approach wasn’t working, Nia prepared to leave the CEO’s embrace.
But as soon as she got up, a hand reached over her waist, exerted a little force, and pulled her back into a tight hug.
Nia blushed, her mouth instantly forming a wide smile.
"Uncle."
Nia was overjoyed, turning to face the CEO.
His glazed eyes, rich in color, yet the meaning within was unclear.
Nia sat there, her eyes curved into crescent moons like a crescent moon.
"Hmm."
Maxwell replied, without saying anything further, leaned in and kissed her.
The soft sensation overwhelmed him, Maxwell’s beautiful eyes deepening, his grip tightening, wishing to blend her into his very bones.
"Mm..."
Nia could never resist the CEO’s kiss, turning red-cheeked and weakened, sinking directly into someone’s embrace.
"Little minx!"
Saying this, Maxwell suddenly stood up, reached out and scooped her up by the waist.