Nia Mitchell hadn't thought about these things and was still very worried.
"Don't overthink it."
Maxwell Peary reached out, gently tapped her little nose, and said helplessly.
Nia Mitchell nodded and got into the car with Maxwell Peary.
"Shall we eat at home or out?" Maxwell Peary asked her while fastening her seatbelt.
Nia Mitchell remembered there were still many dumplings at home; she thought the beef dumplings were delicious.
"Let's go home to eat. How about fried dumplings?"
Maxwell Peary's hand paused as he was fastening his own seatbelt. Only then did he remember that Nia Mitchell had personally made dumplings at noon.
"Sure."
He found it impossible to refuse, just thinking about how Nia Mitchell had made the dumplings herself.
Nia Mitchell laughed upon hearing Maxwell Peary's reply.
「Royal Bay Villa—」
The butler, Frederick Goldsmith, saw Maxwell Peary return and immediately came over to greet him.
