Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 402 - 401 He is...the insider!?

Rabina Mitchell, seemingly oblivious, was still engrossed in speaking on the phone with Fiona Sutton.

"Never mind, I don’t want to be a journalist who chases gossip all day," Fiona Sutton said.

Fiona Sutton sighed. Her aspirations didn’t lie in that direction.

"That’s not necessarily true. Star Media has many positions. I can ask for you when the time comes," Nia Mitchell said, trying to comfort her.

"Alright, thanks in advance!" Fiona Sutton became happier. If Star Media refused to hire her, working at a smaller company was her only other option.

"No need to thank me. I’ll hang up now and inquire tomorrow during the day," Nia Mitchell said.

"Alright. Bye."

After hanging up, Nia Mitchell put her phone away. When she turned around, she saw Maxwell Peary with a dark expression on his face.

Um... Why does the atmosphere feel a bit off?

"Uncle?" Nia Mitchell asked quietly. She had just made a phone call; how could it seem like the whole world had turned upside down?

"Hmm." Maxwell Peary, his face dark, stared straight ahead, looking like he was concentrating hard on driving.

"Are you... angry?" Nia Mitchell asked, somewhat incredulously, as she cautiously observed his profile.

"No." He spoke the single word curtly and then remained silent.

He’s clearly angry, Nia Mitchell thought. She began to rack her brain, wondering what she had done wrong.

She thought for a long time but was still unsure, though a suspicion had already formed in her mind.

It couldn’t be because of EdbertNia Mitchell, could it?

"Uncle, are you jealous?" Nia Mitchell boldly reached out and poked the CEO’s cheek.

Maxwell Peary impatiently brushed her little paw away and frowned at her.

"How could I possibly be jealous?" Maxwell Peary looked incredulous, then turned and rolled his eyes at the little bunny.

Nia Mitchell suddenly smiled. The CEO can actually roll his eyes! I never knew that before.

"Yes, you wouldn’t get jealous." Nia Mitchell clearly didn’t believe him. She nodded after speaking and then looked straight ahead.

When Nia Mitchell remained silent for a long time, Maxwell Peary frowned slightly and glanced at her.

"You can come to me if you need anything," Maxwell Peary said sullenly, then resumed driving attentively.

Nia Mitchell raised an eyebrow. So that’s what he was upset about.

"Of course, troublesome matters should be taken to outsiders," she said, smiling at him.

Maxwell Peary was taken aback. The tips of his ears turned slightly red, but he maintained a serious expression.

However... Outsiders, eh? Outsiders. In Nia Mitchell’s heart, EdbertNia Mitchell was an outsider. So, didn’t that make him... an insider?!

Maxwell Peary’s mood instantly lifted, the gloominess vanishing, and he drove on cheerfully.

Sensing the distinct shift in the atmosphere, Nia Mitchell’s eyelid twitched.

The CEO doesn’t seem angry anymore... How terrifying. Does his mood always have to be this fickle?

"What do you want for dinner?" Maxwell Peary suddenly turned to look at Nia Mitchell.

Nia Mitchell paused, blinking her large, sparkling eyes. CEO Peary always changes topics so quickly.

"The butler said you never eat Chinese Cuisine, Uncle. How about we have Western Restaurant for dinner tonight?"

Nia Mitchell didn’t particularly dislike Western Restaurant either. Since the CEO liked it, she could accompany him.

"Let’s skip dinner tonight. I’ll book a Dining Hall for lunch tomorrow, and we can eat together then. How does that sound?" Maxwell Peary thought for a moment and then suggested.

"Okay, but I’m not going to Lotus Residence."

Hmph! Yancy Hastings is too much! To retaliate over such trivial matters, he even injured Fiona Sutton’s wrist last time.