See, even the CEO thinks it's not her fault. Only the Principal thinks so.
"I also think it's not my fault."
Nia Mitchell pouted, feeling a little wronged.
"Uncle, so, are you coming or not?"
Back to the matter at hand, Maxwell Peary sat there and clicked his tongue.
Why does this feel so embarrassing?
Rabina Mitchell was his wife, yet he had to go there as her parent.
Forget it, I'll just call the Principal, he thought.
As he was thinking, a low-pitched male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"It doesn't matter if he isn't coming. I can handle things here."
Charles Northwood! Maxwell Peary's eyes narrowed instantly, his face filled with a dangerous expression. Trying to steal my wife?!
Nia Mitchell looked up to see Charles Northwood, who was smiling at her, and she smiled back.
Just as she was about to tell him not to trouble himself, the CEO's voice came from the phone.
"I'll go."
