"Uncle, come for a meal already, hurry up."
It was already noon, and whatever she had eaten in the morning was long digested. Why was he still sitting there, unmoving? He had scolded her this morning while having breakfast, saying she should wait for him before eating. Tsch, he was clearly the one who didn't come over, leaving her sitting here waiting. Being hungry with food right in front of her, yet not being able to eat, wasn't that torture?
"Uncle..."
Hmm, why isn't he coming yet?
Seeing Maxwell Peary still engrossed in his documents, signing non-stop, she frowned and stomped towards him, annoyed. "Uncle, let's eat."
Nia Mitchell reached over, intending to drag Maxwell Peary to the dining area. Of course, it was virtually impossible for her to move someone as tall as Maxwell Peary if he was uncooperative. And right now, Maxwell Peary was just being uncooperative, sitting there without budging.
