Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 412 - 411: Caught Red-handed

Maxwell Peary walked towards Frederick Goldsmith.

"Give it to me."

He then reached out, took the milk Frederick was holding, frowned, and glanced up at the second floor.

Without waiting for Frederick to say anything more, he went straight upstairs with the milk.

「Main Bedroom」

On the huge bed, the quilt was still spread out, and Nia Mitchell was lying prone on top of it, pressing it down with her body. Her small feet dangled, kicking back and forth, while her chin rested on Maxwell’s pillow. She held her phone in one hand, while the other continuously reached for potato chips from an open bag on the bed.

This was the scene that greeted Maxwell Peary when he opened the Main Bedroom door.

The smell of potato chips was overwhelming. Even someone like Maxwell Peary, who had experienced much of the world, frowned at the scent.

Nia Mitchell, completely absorbed in her phone, couldn’t possibly have heard such a faint sound of the door opening.

So, she continued to swing her legs, eating snacks and playing on her phone.

"Fiona, Fiona, how’s Charles Northwood?"

Nia Mitchell opened Whatsapp and sent Fiona Sutton a voice message.

"He’s doing just great. What a damn waste of my time."

Fiona Sutton lay on her dormitory bed. Though she sounded listless, her voice was surprisingly strong. Just like usual. Even Nia Mitchell, who had spent seven years with her day in and day out, couldn’t detect anything amiss.

"Then why did that student say he was drunk?"

Nia Mitchell was suddenly baffled. It’s so strange, isn’t it?

Could that female student be Charles Northwood’s girlfriend?!

Nia Mitchell suddenly thought of a possibility, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Charles Northwood’s girlfriend!

It was beyond imagination! For all these years, Charles Northwood hadn’t just not had a girlfriend; he hadn’t even been seen close to any girls.

So, Charles Northwood having a girlfriend... it was simply...

AHHHHH! 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

What a bombshell!

"Girlfriend? Yeah, right! She’s just an ordinary female student. Does your imagination have to be that wild?"

Fiona Sutton retorted bluntly. After all, Charles Northwood had said she was just an ordinary student.

Nia Mitchell pouted. She didn’t believe it; there had to be something she didn’t know.

Just as she was about to grumble some more, her vision suddenly darkened as a shadow fell over her, cast by the light from above.

Nia Mitchell froze for a moment, then looked up.

"Huh? Uncle!"

In an instant, Nia Mitchell sprang up from the bed. Flustered, she scrambled down and stood barefoot on the floor.

"Who allowed you to eat in bed?"

Maxwell Peary’s frown deepened. When he saw that Nia Mitchell, in her flustered haste to get up, had scattered potato chips all over the bed, his anger peaked.

Nia Mitchell lowered her head and stood there meekly, her eyes fixed on her bare feet.

"Put on your shoes!"

Seeing her standing barefoot on the floor, Maxwell Peary raised his voice.

"Oh."

She quickly put on her shoes, then scratched her head and looked at the bed, now covered in potato chips.

"I can just clean this up."

Nia Mitchell knew this habit of hers wasn’t good. She had thought the CEO would be gone for a while longer, so being alone, she hadn’t restrained herself.

"Why are you eating snacks so late at night?"

It’s best not to eat this junk food. Judging by her clothes, she must have already bathed. It would be one thing if she wasn’t properly tucked under the quilt, but to lie on top of it eating snacks!

"Uncle, you weren’t here, and I was bored and couldn’t sleep, so I ate them."

Nia Mitchell stood there feeling aggrieved, looking down at her fluffy slippers and occasionally at the fluffy carpet beneath her feet.