Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 730 - 729: I Will Make You Pay the Price

Everyone knew that if Young Master Peary got angry, it was game over. However, few knew what would happen if Alan Morgan got angry.

"Well then, I won’t meddle in this anymore."

Since he wasn’t needed to handle it, Alan Morgan figured he might as well spend more time with his wife.

If Alan Morgan knew Maxwell Peary’s thoughts, he’d probably spit blood.

"Hmm."

After their conversation, Alan Morgan stood up.

"I’ll head back to the hospital first."

He still had an IV drip scheduled for that morning. He had only come over while Gerry was asleep, and now it was time to go back.

"Hmm."

Leaving MC Group, Alan Morgan hailed a taxi and left.

Ultimately, Nia Mitchell never found out what they had discussed, nor did she learn what had become of Shirley Grant...

"Do you guys know about Belinda Swan from the Swan family?"

After a brief silence in the Secretary Department, someone couldn’t resist starting to gossip.

"Of course, who doesn’t know about Belinda Swan now?"

About a week ago, numerous indecent photos of Belinda Swan had leaked online, triggering a sensational scandal.

Once the photos swiftly circulated, the dark horse who might have become Mrs. Peary quickly fell from grace.

"I saw online today that someone claimed those pictures were Photoshopped, and the Swan family is holding a press conference this afternoon."

This was hot news.

"Really? I saw those photos; they didn’t look Photoshopped to me."

Many people were shocked. They were fake? But this news has been circulating online for a week already!

"Who knows? But they’re adamantly claiming the pictures were Photoshopped and are even planning a press conference, so they must be fake."

"Who cares? Belinda Swan will never be able to hold her head up again anyway."

"Her reputation is ruined. She must have offended someone powerful."

"Didn’t they say she was about to marry our CEO Peary?"

Suddenly, someone linked her with Maxwell.

At this, the Secretary Department fell silent again, and many people turned to look at Nia Mitchell.

Instantly, she felt their stares boring into her back.

Honestly... Can’t they stop dragging her into everything?

"Someone must be ecstatic," a young secretary remarked, glancing at Nia’s back, her eyes full of sarcasm.

"Of course. Being with CEO Peary certainly comes with many privileges."

She was referring to Nia having taken a week off.

Nia sighed. She wished she could find a place where no one knew her.

Suddenly, her phone started to ring.

Nia frowned; it was an unknown number.

She hung up, assuming it was a spam call. Unexpectedly, it rang again.

Nia had no choice but to answer.

"Nia Mitchell, are you happy now? There’s no way I’m letting you get what you want!"

A woman’s furious shriek came from the other end of the line.

Uh... Nia Mitchell’s mind went blank. Who on earth was calling her?

It couldn’t be a wrong number; the caller had said her name.

"Who are you?" Nia asked.

Hearing Nia’s confusion, the woman on the other end of the phone burst into scornful laughter.

"Who am I? You actually dare to ask who I am? Let me tell you, Nia Mitchell, you will pay for this! As long as I’m alive, I’ll drag you to Hell with me!"

The crazed shrieks, each word striking Nia’s heart, made her frown in displeasure.

"This is ridiculous. If you don’t tell me who you are, I’m hanging up," Nia said in annoyance, preparing to hang up.

"I’m Belinda Swan!"