Anne Davidson was instantly stunned, unable to react for a moment.
She knew Maxwell Peary was married, but…
Why would it be this type of woman?
She looked young, fine, but she was actually this kind of…
The kind you see everywhere on the Main Street.
Impossible!
Someone like Maxwell Peary, standing at the very top of the pyramid, how could he possibly like this kind of woman?
Thinking of this, Anne's whole being was rejecting the idea.
"Hi, I'm Nia Mitchell."
Nia Mitchell introduced herself confidently, and even gave a sweet smile.
This version of Nia left Anne even more unable to snap out of it.
"Hello."
She responded almost against her will, her expression extremely ugly.
"I'm Anne, I'm Maxwell's… I'm…"
When she got to this point, she actually didn't know how to introduce herself.
Nia arched her brows slightly, feeling a bit incredulous inside.
Anne?
This woman is Anne?
No way?
