If they knew Nia Mitchell is now Mrs. Peary, their expressions would definitely be even more interesting.
Nia Mitchell didn't know what they were thinking, she just focused on eating faster.
Quickly, she was full.
Downing the milk in front of her, Nia Mitchell grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth.
"I'm done eating, so I won't stay around any longer."
Nia Mitchell glanced at the group in front of her, then stood up.
"Why are you leaving? Let's all go together."
This is a gathering, how can one just leave early?
"Well, there's no choice, Young Master Peary can't do without me."
Since they already knew she had a relationship with Maxwell Peary, she openly admitted it.
Ssss—
The moment she said this, the people in front of her collectively gasped and then...
Envy, jealousy, hatred!
Seriously!
She actually said such a thing in front of them.
It's important to note that most of those present were unmarried.
Everyone had a simple goal: to find a wealthy husband.
