Maxwell Peary sat over there, his temple veins pulsing, his black eyes full of danger.
Damn, this mom, she's just simply...
So infuriating!
With a swish, Maxwell Peary suddenly stood up.
The three people present were all attracted by his movement and shifted their gaze over.
Nia Mitchell blinked, what's going on?
Why does it feel like the CEO is even angrier now?
She didn't say anything to upset him, did she?
Maxwell Peary looked at Nia Mitchell's innocent and confused expression, and couldn't help but get angry.
"You, come out with me!"
His tone was particularly unpleasant, mixed with impatience, and after speaking, he directly left the private room first.
Nia Mitchell gulped down a mouthful of saliva and turned her gaze to Silvia Waterborne and Evelyn Peary.
Seemingly seeking help, asking what to do.
Evelyn Peary shrugged, she had no solution, her brother was angry, and she had never successfully calmed him down.
