Chapter 884: Chapter 883: Who Corrupted Rabina Mitchell?

Maxwell Peary didn’t care about such a little bit of weight; even if he had to pick her up, he could walk without the slightest effort.

"Pleading won’t work, we’re leaving now."

Too boring.

Instead of wandering around here, constantly hearing her mention Charles Northwood, I’d rather watch a movie I find the dullest.

He’s crazy to drop everything and indulge her in something even more tedious than watching a movie.

"Uncle, can’t we stroll a bit longer, just for a little while?"

Nia Mitchell looked pleadingly at the CEO, her expression as pitiful as could be.

Seeing her like this, Maxwell Peary finally softened.

Just as he was about to agree, Rabina Mitchell already played a new trick.

"Uncle, I need to use the bathroom, it’s urgent."

As she spoke, she instantly broke free and vanished like a wisp.

Ugh!

Who on earth has this little Rabina learned such tricks from?

"I’ll give you ten minutes; if you’re not back in time, I..."

Ugh!

There was no chance to finish his sentence, as Nia Mitchell had already used the opportunity and run off entirely.

Dammit, it’s the same every time.

The CEO didn’t choose to wait in place; instead, he walked step by step toward the direction Nia Mitchell had disappeared.

If she doesn’t behave today, she can expect to spend tomorrow in the hotel bed.

......

Belinda Swan sat alone in her room, deeply resentful.

After thinking it over, she quickly went downstairs and saw the old man seated on the living room sofa, her father playing chess with him,

"Grandpa."

Belinda Swan said coquettishly, walking up.

"Didn’t Grandpa say he’d make sure Maxwell and I would get married?"

Belinda Swan spoke with deep grievance, clearly implying the old Peary man was going back on his word.

Instantly, the old man’s expression changed.

Lately, his industries had suffered massive losses; even those he thought well-hidden had been attacked. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Never did he imagine Maxwell Peary had grown to such an extent.

"Are you implying I’m failing in my duties?"

Belinda Swan wanted to say absolutely, but she didn’t have the guts.

Right now, the old man was her only support, and if she lost this protection, she’d be utterly...

No, no, she must become Mrs. Peary.

"Grandpa, how dare I say such a thing?"

Instantly, she flashed a full smile, then sat beside the old man, her face adorned with a sweet expression.

"I just don’t want Maxwell to be deceived by Nia Mitchell for too long. Maxwell is such a proud person; once he finds out the truth, he’ll be so hurt."

Belinda Swan wore a face that seemed to speak solely for Maxwell Peary’s good, sitting there, genuinely embodying a virtuous wife and caring mother.

Yet her dirty, grotesque inner nature had long since been exposed.

"Don’t worry, I know my own grandson well."

He doesn’t seem the type to be fooled; even if he were, he wouldn’t be deceived for long.

"Grandpa, you don’t know that Nia Mitchell is incredibly good; otherwise, she wouldn’t cling to Maxwell so tightly."

Belinda Swan spoke with immense anger.

That woman must learn her lesson from Belinda.

"No matter how good she is, if her intentions aren’t right, Maxwell will certainly notice; by then, we won’t even need to act, she will leave the Peary Clan."