"Nia, let's go home."
Maxwell Peary noticed that Yancy Hastings' mother had already arrived, and Nia Mitchell wouldn't be much help here, only in the way.
"But..."
Nia hesitated, knowing Fiona Sutton needed someone by her side.
Seeing Fiona in this state, how could she just leave without a second thought?
Also, Fiona would surely be very bored alone here, and Nia wanted to stay and chat with her.
"Let's go."
Without giving Nia a chance to speak further, Maxwell came over and took her hand.
"Fiona, focus on resting here."
Fiona nodded, smiling at Nia.
"Hurry up and go then."
Look at her now, Fiona couldn't hold back her smile.
Seeing Nia so happy, Fiona felt at ease.
She used to worry unnecessarily, thinking that with Maxwell Peary's high status, Nia might suffer.
Now she realized she had been overthinking.
Nia's life now was beautiful.
Like a dream inside a crystal ball, even Fiona felt a twinge of envy.
"But you..."
