Nia Mitchell didn't have a trace of a smile on her face as she got directly into the CEO's car.
Maxwell Peary didn't keep the car parked there but instead turned and drove toward the Royal Dynasty Hotel.
"Not talking?"
After a long silence, this time Maxwell Peary was the first to break it.
"Hmph!"
Nia Mitchell sat there with a huff, expressing her discontent.
Seeing her like this, Maxwell Peary awkwardly touched his nose.
"It was really just a coincidence."
He awkwardly added another sentence.
In the shopping mall, Maxwell Peary, who was always experienced and smooth, seemed like a naive young man who couldn't tell a lie in front of Nia Mitchell.
With that expression, along with his constant emphasis on this point.
Even Nia Mitchell could tell he was lying.
Maxwell Peary evidently realized this too and felt quite uneasy.
"Alright, I admit it, I wasn't just passing by, and I wasn't going to the Royal Dynasty Hotel for business either."
