Nia Mitchell was completely stunned by Maxwell Peary's words.
This was the tone that Uncle Peary would have used in the past, full of indulgence, full of care, full of helplessness towards her.
But...
Wasn't Uncle Peary angry?
"Do you want to shower with me?"
Maxwell raised an eyebrow and then looked at Nia with interest.
Nia was so stunned, she had no idea how to react.
"Hm?"
Maxwell's voice slightly heightened.
"I'll go out."
Nia walked out of the bathroom with her eyes swollen like walnuts and sat back on the sofa.
She didn't know how furious Uncle Peary was, and suddenly her stomach started to growl.
But she still chose not to leave; she wanted to stay here and wait for Uncle Peary.
Thinking about what Maxwell had said earlier, Nia kept pondering over it.
He told her to be good, saying he smelled of smoke.
So, when he drove her out of the study earlier, was it because the study also smelled of smoke?
Nia was dazed, finding it hard to believe her own thoughts.
