Chapter 945: Chapter 944: Nia Mitchell, I’m Going Home

In the distance, the helicopter’s whirring sound could be heard, with the wind and dust flying wildly. He stood over there.

Though he looked disheveled, he still exuded dominance.

Owen Lewis was holding binoculars. When he saw that the black speck below was Maxwell Peary, his face lit up with excitement.

Finally, he found him.

On the plane—

Maxwell Peary washed his face with the bottled water Owen Lewis handed him.

Owen Lewis: ...

Logically, shouldn’t he drink the water first?

As expected, Peary is indeed Peary, different from everyone else.

"What’s happened in Capital Town?"

Without drinking a drop, his voice was hoarse, each word felt like it scraped painfully.

"Nothing too big, nothing too small."

Owen Lewis looked at Maxwell Peary, hesitating about how to express it.

"That night, the news was all about you and Belinda Swan opening a room."

"Pfft—"

Young Master Peary spewed water, directly spraying Owen Lewis’s face.

Open a room?

He would have to be blind to open a room with that woman. His Rabina Mitchell is so delightful, he can’t get enough of her; how could he possibly go...

That woman dared to say something like this, truly...

Unbelievable.

"Once I get back, the first thing I’ll do is deal with her."

Maxwell Peary gritted his teeth, finishing his words with a worried expression.

"How is your sister-in-law?"

He wasn’t concerned with the news, just wanted to know how Nia Mitchell was.

Did she believe that news?

Is she okay now?

Where is she?

"She got tied up by the old man, but Charles Northwood has rescued her, she’s unharmed, and as for dealing with Belinda Swan, you’re too late."

Maxwell Peary froze while drinking water.

Charles Northwood!

Again, others beat him to the punch.

"Is she with Charles Northwood now?"

Surely, that’s how it is.

"Well, when I came over, that’s how it was. Belinda Swan was disabled by Charles Northwood, fed medicine, and tossed into a bunch of beggars. The news this morning was sensational."

The media, regarding this incident, was more proactive than ever.

Including the news about Maxwell Peary.

He also investigated; it seemed Star Media was at work, paying special attention to everything over here.

"Too bad I didn’t have the chance to act."

Owen Lewis: ...

Also, it’s fortunate you didn’t act, otherwise, haha, Belinda Swan would be completely ruined.

"Where’s Belinda Swan now?"

"Heard she’s gone crazy, currently in the psychiatric hospital. After all, the Swan Family has some means."

But, Belinda Swan turned out like this, the Swan Family has blamed the Peary Clan. The old man got so mad this morning his blood pressure shot up, and now he’s lying in the hospital.

"Mm."

Nodding his head, Maxwell Peary lay back on the plane.

In his ears, the unique sound of the plane’s airflow, his thoughts already flown over to Nia Mitchell.

Capital Town—

Nia Mitchell walked along the road, everywhere news was playing that Belinda Swan wasn’t actually Mrs. Peary and is currently in the psychiatric hospital undergoing rehabilitation.

Charles Northwood walked beside her, guiding her to the nearby park.

"Nia, I’m planning to go home."

He had just called University A to resign, he’ll rarely appear in the city in the future.

Nia Mitchell was stunned, having known Charles Northwood for so many years, he never mentioned home.

"Where is your home?"

Will it be hard for her to see him in the future?

Back then, the three of them were so close, and now they’re preparing to go their separate ways?

"My home is far away..."