yournovel Chapter 984 - 983: Rabina Mitchell Is Getting Smarter at Home
Chapter 984 - 983: Rabina Mitchell Is Getting Smarter at Home
"Your brother really cares about you, just asked me to treat you well."Maxwell Peary said simply, and Nia Mitchell’s face instantly beamed with a smile.
"You’ve always treated me well."
And, it’s already more than enough.
In this lifetime, the luckiest thing for her was meeting the CEO.
At the Police Station, she was also very grateful that her usually somewhat timid self had the courage to seek help from a stranger.
And also thankful that Maxwell chose to help her.
"So, you should treat me well too."
Nia Mitchell: ....
The CEO must be possessed; otherwise, he wouldn’t be saying such things.
......
After hanging up the phone, Maxwell Peary sat in the chair, frowning.
It wasn’t until much later that Alan Morgan appeared in front of him.
"Boss?"
Is he daydreaming?
Wow, the boss dares to daydream.
Maxwell snapped back to reality and looked up at Alan.
"Why didn’t you knock before coming in?"
Alan Morgan: ....
"I did knock."
"Then why did you come in when I didn’t invite you?"
Fine!
"My bad."
Maybe, knock again?
"What is it, go ahead."
Maxwell rubbed his temples and sat up straight.
"My thing isn’t urgent. Boss, are you interested in sharing what you were just thinking about?"
Alan looked gossip-hungry, his eyes full of curiosity.
Maxwell frowned, thought for a long time and then spoke.
"What to do if the rabbit at home is getting smarter and smarter?"
Oh my!
No one should stop him from swearing, and no one should stop him from taking action.
So all this time, Maxwell had been thinking about this,
A rabbit getting smarter?
When did the boss start keeping a pet?
Could it be the missus’s pet?
Alan Morgan: ....
"Well, say something?"
Maxwell became unhappy, you asked, and now I’ve told you, why aren’t you responding?
"Never kept a rabbit."
After holding it in for a long time, Alan could only muster this sentence.
Maxwell Peary: ....
"Get lost!"
Alan felt quite hurt; he had completely lost recognition of this boss.
He was also pondering over whether to continue acknowledging this boss.
"Go on, finish speaking about your own issue."
Maxwell looked at him in that state, even more displeased.
Alan felt wronged.
"Alright, I just wanted to ask, who exactly is this Shirley Grant?"
He’d been quite troubled these past few days; if Shirley Grant is really as his mother described, why would she raise Gerry to seven years old?
Isn’t that redundant?
Plus, she brought Gerry here when Gerry had to undergo surgery.
He couldn’t make sense of it.
"I don’t know."
How could Maxwell possibly know these things?
Over the years, the only woman who had caught his eye was Nia Mitchell.
He didn’t have the extra energy to notice other women around him.
Alan Morgan: ....
"Boss, please don’t tell me you’re just paying me back for my earlier answer to you."
Three blunt ’I don’t knows.’ Do you have to be this irresponsible?
Maxwell felt displeased; what was this nonsense?
Could he really say such things?
Would Maxwell really ask such a question, Alan would probably nod decisively and answer loudly.
"Yes!"
This is exactly how you are, okay?
Alan felt hurt, pondering over this issue for so long, only for the CEO to dismiss it with a single sentence.
"Boss, please think it over, it’s really important to me."