"Your brother really cares about you, just asked me to treat you well."
Maxwell Peary said simply, and Nia Mitchell's face instantly beamed with a smile.
"You've always treated me well."
And, it's already more than enough.
In this lifetime, the luckiest thing for her was meeting the CEO.
At the Police Station, she was also very grateful that her usually somewhat timid self had the courage to seek help from a stranger.
And also thankful that Maxwell chose to help her.
"So, you should treat me well too."
Nia Mitchell: ....
The CEO must be possessed; otherwise, he wouldn't be saying such things.
......
After hanging up the phone, Maxwell Peary sat in the chair, frowning.
It wasn't until much later that Alan Morgan appeared in front of him.
"Boss?"
Is he daydreaming?
Wow, the boss dares to daydream.
Maxwell snapped back to reality and looked up at Alan.
"Why didn't you knock before coming in?"
Alan Morgan: ....
"I did knock."
