Maxwell Peary chuckled, patting her small head and shaking his own.
"No, that supermarket is closer. Driving there saves time and fuel."
Maxwell Peary frowned and rejected Nia Mitchell's suggestion, insisting on going to the supermarket they had visited before.
Nia immediately objected, her small face etched with dismay as she stopped in her tracks.
"I don't want to go."
Just the thought of the CEO buying so many condoms there last time made her face burn.
She felt that place had scarred her for life and vowed never to return to that supermarket.
"Uncle, can we go to a different supermarket? Please?"
She looked at him expectantly, hoping the CEO would agree.
"No."
Nia was on the verge of tears. It felt like they were right back where they started a few minutes ago.
She had just asked to buy snacks, and the CEO had also refused repeatedly.
"Uncle, are you going bankrupt? To think you'd even start skimping on gas money!"
