novelraw Chapter 922 - 921: You Don’t Want to See Me?
Chapter 922 - 921: You Don’t Want to See Me?
"In the coming days, you must stay by Ethan Martinez’s side 24 hours a day to avoid any unpleasant occurrences. Also, remember, push off any work you can and try your best to keep him out of the public eye."This way, the news can be minimized.
The manager immediately nodded seriously.
After handling this matter, EdbertNia Mitchell sat in the chair in the Office Room, looking up at the window.
Outside, everything was so beautiful. In the distance, the tallest building was the MC Group.
Maxwell Peary?
If he wants to fight, EdbertNia Mitchell is fully prepared to go all the way.
......
Nia Mitchell climbed out of bed, and after washing up, she went directly downstairs.
After sleeping all morning, she felt incredibly refreshed, and she immediately saw the butler, Frederick Goldsmith.
"Butler Fred, I want some strawberry milk."
Nia Mitchell said this and then sat cross-legged on the sofa.
Frederick Goldsmith was taken aback, looked at Nia Mitchell, and then went to the kitchen to prepare it.
Five minutes later, Frederick Goldsmith came out with the strawberry milk and also brought a plate of strawberries.
"Why did the Young Madam come down by herself?"
Nia Mitchell heard Frederick Goldsmith’s question and was stunned for a moment. What did he mean by that?
What did he mean by her coming down by herself?
Frederick Goldsmith looked at Nia Mitchell’s expression and frowned slightly.
"Young Master is upstairs."
Nia Mitchell looked incredulous, her eyes widening.
"No, I didn’t see him in the Bedroom."
At this time, he should have gone to work, so how could he be upstairs?
"What? Am I so unwelcome?"
Suddenly, Maxwell Peary’s voice came, and he slowly came down from upstairs.
His hair was meticulously combed, looking very sharp and capable.
Under the white shirt, his muscles were faintly visible.
Maxwell Peary didn’t bother to discuss whether he was welcome or not with Nia Mitchell. As he descended, he was putting on his suit jacket.
"I was just about to go out, so you’re in luck if you don’t want to see me."
Nia Mitchell: ......
Does he have to talk in that tone?
With a big smile on her face, Nia Mitchell watched the CEO walking past, the curve of her mouth becoming bigger.
"You stay in at home, have a good lunch, and I’ll try to come back earlier tonight."
After he finished speaking, he left without delay.
Nia Mitchell didn’t even have a chance to talk to him, only to watch his hurried back.
Perhaps sensing Nia Mitchell’s sorrow, the butler, standing nearby with a full smile, cautiously spoke to comfort her.
"Young Master must be too busy today, that’s why he didn’t have time to talk more with Young Madam."
Maxwell Peary was always this busy.
Nia Mitchell nodded after hearing this.
She was not someone who didn’t understand. As the CEO of MC Group, he naturally had many things to be busy with.
She had to understand this point.
Nia Mitchell continued to sit on the sofa, eating strawberries.
......
Eight o’clock in the evening.
Nia Mitchell was still on the sofa, the TV on, airing some lifeless news.
She sat there with an empty stomach, occasionally glancing outside the door.
Always disappointed, Maxwell Peary had not returned.
After hesitating for a long time, just as she was about to reach for her phone to call the CEO, the news broadcast on TV made her movements freeze.
"Young Master Peary spotted at Royal Dynasty Hotel, seen with Mrs. Peary, Belinda Swan, checking into a room."
Nia Mitchell’s eyes instantly widened, her face full of disbelief.