Chapter 876: Chapter 875: Jealous, So Jealous

Um...

Did she say something wrong?

It shouldn’t be, right? She carefully pondered, but still couldn’t figure out what had angered him.

"Yeah."

Nia Mitchell bit her lip, cautiously watching Maxwell.

"Do you favor boys over girls?"

Maxwell Peary felt a bit unhappy; he prefers little princesses.

Like her, she would definitely be very cute, just thinking about it made his heart melt a bit.

Nia Mitchell turned her face away.

"I don’t favor boys over girls. What, do you favor girls over boys?"

Nia Mitchell mimicked his tone, her voice carrying a hint of danger.

Wow!

Rabina Mitchell learned this pretty quickly.

"Wouldn’t you like a daughter who is just like you?"

Maxwell Peary felt a bit puzzled, was there something wrong with his preferences?

"Everybody says daughters are their fathers’ little lovers from previous lives. You just want your little lover, don’t you?"

A strong sense of jealousy immediately filled the campus, leaving Maxwell Peary speechless.

Little lover?

What nonsense is this?

To actually say something like this.

"Then what is a son to his mother from a previous life?"

Maxwell Peary thought he must be crazy, to be discussing such topics with Nia Mitchell in a place like this.

Do their desires dictate what they’ll get?

Isn’t this something only known after birth?

"I don’t care, anyway, I just want a son, so you and he can protect me, I definitely don’t want a daughter."

Daughters would definitely be very clingy to their fathers.

Moreover, seeing the CEO’s demeanor, he would surely love having a daughter.

By then, wouldn’t the CEO prefer a daughter and not like her anymore?

No no!

Nia Mitchell couldn’t believe she was feeling jealous of her future daughter.

Unbelievable.

"Whatever you say."

Maxwell Peary was truly speechless, he simply said this, in the end, whether it’s a boy or a girl, let nature take its course.

If it ends up being a daughter, she can’t possibly stuff the child back inside, can she?

Nia Mitchell didn’t know the CEO’s thoughts, but accepted it as a compromise, and a smile instantly spread across her face.

"I told you, Uncle, let’s go stroll around the garden."

Maxwell Peary: ......

Weren’t we talking about visiting the sophomore class just now?

Women change their minds so quickly.

......

Fiona Sutton sat in the living room, looking at Charles Northwood sitting across from her, her face still full of smiles.

"What’s really going on between you and Tara Jameson?"

Fiona Sutton was very curious and eager to know the result.

Charles Northwood was stunned, not expecting her to bring up the topic about him.

"Nothing much."

He said this, clearly not wanting to elaborate.

Seeing his demeanor, Fiona Sutton was unsure of her own feelings.

A bit sad, a bit relieved, a bit puzzled, and a bit anxious.

She couldn’t quite decipher her feelings towards Charles Northwood.

Perhaps, many times, it takes time to reveal her true feelings...

"Come on, women know other women best, maybe I can give you some advice."

Fiona Sutton raised an eyebrow, every word was tempting Charles Northwood to speak.

"Look at me, listen to my tone of voice, don’t you already know the answer?"

Charles Northwood shook his head helplessly, her demeanor was intentionally provocative.

Does she really need him to say it explicitly?