Listening to Maxwell Peary's words, Nia Mitchell pouted.
"Whether I deny it or accept it, you're so annoying!"
Nia Mitchell increasingly doesn't know how to confront the CEO now.
Listening to Rabina Mitchell's words, Maxwell smiled and didn't say more about the roses.
"Don't worry, whatever others can give you, I, Maxwell Peary, can give you too."
Isn't it just roses?
This isn't even a problem.
But Nia, I, Maxwell Peary, only give the most special.
So, Rabina might have to wait a bit longer.
Listening to the CEO's words, Nia Mitchell's face was covered in a sweet smile.
"I know."
She believes Maxwell Peary has the ability to give her the best.
"Uncle, your voice sounds tired, have you rested?"
Could he still be dealing with things in the study?
"I'm lying on our big bed, surrounded by your scent."
Nia Mitchell:......!!!
Instantly, she turned a deep red.
Ahhhh!
How can the CEO say such things so casually?
