Ignoring Nia Mitchell's attempt to evade, he directly took her right hand to examine it.
In just that short moment, her right wrist was already bruised and swollen.
He wondered if the bone was hurt.
"I'll take you to the hospital."
Maxwell Peary was completely panicked. Even when he got seriously injured in the past with bleeding that wouldn't stop, he was never this frantic.
Moreover, Nia Mitchell's uncontrollable tears made him lose his usual composure even more.
"No, no, it's fine."
Nia Mitchell sniffled, immediately trying to break free from the CEO's embrace.
But she didn't have enough strength to match the CEO, and her position didn't change a bit.
"Let me go!"
Her words were filled with a heavy nasal tone.
Maxwell Peary froze, disappointed, letting her go. Watching her immediately distance herself from him, he suddenly felt very sad.
"I was just joking with you, trying to scare you a bit, why are you reacting like this?"
