Evelyn Peary was surprised. She did not expect to see Nia Mitchell here. But where was her older brother?
Exiting the driver's seat of the Military Vehicle, Yancy Hastings handed his keys to the Waiter who ran over, instructing him to park the car.
"What are you looking at?"
Yancy Hastings hadn't noticed Nia Mitchell until he followed Evelyn Peary's gaze.
Ha! She claims she's not some vain, materialistic woman. He still couldn't understand how Maxwell Peary, a man who had seen through countless people, could fall for a woman like her. He had just received news that Maxwell Peary had gone to Provence. He was still on the plane and hadn't reached his destination yet. Yet, this Nia Mitchell couldn't wait to come and splurge in a place like this.
"Why don't you go and say hello?"
