On the other end of the phone, Maxwell Peary furrowed his brows slightly, unable to believe his ears.
This woman actually has the audacity to speak such words.
She truly is shameless.
Does Rabina Mitchell need some kind of status?
Even if he were to arrange an identity for her, it wouldn't be such a lowly one.
Does she really think the Walker Family is suitable for him?
It's simply laughable.
"Young Master Peary, you should consider this carefully, it's a rare opportunity."
Phoebe Walker's face was full of hope as she found her car and got in.
"Ignorant."
Maxwell Peary coldly spat out these words, and after saying them, hung up the phone and continued with his work.
Everything Phoebe Walker has now will soon be his.
He'll make her understand everything and ensure she meets the worst possible fate.
...
Listening to the beep on the other end of the phone, Phoebe Walker clenched her fists, her eyes filled with rage.
Damn Maxwell Peary.
