Nia Mitchell furrowed her brows and sat directly on the ground.
"Uncle..."
Her soft, sweet voice carried a sense of helplessness. She kept her head down, unsure of what to do.
"What's up?"
Hearing Rabina's gentle voice, Maxwell Peary immediately furrowed his brows, stopped what he was doing, and began to ask.
Nia Mitchell pouted and sighed.
"Why did you post the picture online!"
Nia Mitchell shouted out instantly!
She just wanted to be good to Maxwell Peary. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have rushed over here to wipe the picture frame.
The CEO was the one to blame for this.
"What's wrong with me posting the picture?"
Maxwell Peary sat on the chair, listening intently to Rabina.
"Isn't it because of you? You posted the picture, so I had to come and wipe off the pen marks on the frame!"
Moreover, she knocked over the frame because Maxwell Peary's call startled her.
"But when you suddenly called, I got scared and accidentally shattered his picture frame."
