Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 460 - 459: Nia Mitchell, We Are No Longer Friends
Just by seeing Yancy Hastings’ expression, Evelyn Peary knew he had misunderstood. Any explanation would be futile. So she said nothing.
"Big bro, do you want some more dishes?"
Maxwell Peary shook his head. "Your sister-in-law and I will leave first."
Nia Mitchell looked at Maxwell Peary in surprise. His mood has seemed off since he returned.
"But you haven’t eaten," Nia said.
Evelyn Peary was somewhat taken aback; she didn’t expect Maxwell Peary would leave without eating.
Such was the CEO’s difficult temperament. Without sparing Evelyn Peary another glance, he took Nia Mitchell’s hand and left Madgar Pavilion.
Once they were in the Rolls-Royce, the atmosphere inside grew oppressive. Maxwell Peary remained silent.
Nia Mitchell sat in the passenger seat, constantly trying to guess what had happened. However, even if she had ten days, she couldn’t figure out what was on Maxwell Peary’s mind.
Before Nia Mitchell could say anything more, Maxwell Peary suddenly got out of the car, leaned against the vehicle, and lit a cigarette.
Nia Mitchell wanted to go out and comfort him, but her phone suddenly rang.
"Hello?"
It was Fiona Sutton.
"Nia Mitchell!!!"
Fiona Sutton screamed, startling Nia Mitchell.
"What’s wrong?"
Nia Mitchell was confused. Weren’t they just fine a moment ago when they were talking on the phone?
"Why didn’t you tell me? Nia Mitchell, what the hell do you mean?"
Fiona Sutton was standing on the main road outside the school, and next to her stood Charles Northwood.
"What exactly is wrong?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"Why didn’t you tell me you’re married?!"
Fiona Sutton shrieked, her voice so loud that passersby turned to stare.
"You..."
A thousand words suddenly caught in Nia Mitchell’s throat; for a moment, she didn’t know what to say.
"Nia Mitchell! We’re not friends anymore!"
Fiona Sutton, always hot-headed and prone to speaking without thinking, blurted it out.
Both of them were stunned.
An abrupt silence fell over the phone line.
Nia Mitchell panicked. She hadn’t expected such an intense reaction from Fiona Sutton.
"Fiona, listen to me, I can explain."
So much had happened, and she couldn’t explain it all at once. She had wanted to wait for the right moment, to get them together and explain everything properly.
But nothing was going according to her plan.
How did Fiona Sutton find out about this? Clearly, Charles Northwood told her.
Nia Mitchell’s guess was correct; the news had indeed been leaked by Charles Northwood.
The reason was simple: just a few minutes earlier, Fiona Sutton had seen him with a student from University A’s Chinese Department.
That student was none other than Tara Jameson, the one who had taken him home when he was drunk.
"Charles Northwood!"
Seeing Charles Northwood with someone else, Fiona Sutton had immediately flared up.
Subsequently, as one might expect, she caused a huge scene and berated Tara Jameson until she left.
Even someone as good-tempered as Charles Northwood had his limits. He couldn’t help but rebuke Fiona Sutton.
And so, everything circled back to square one.
"You know I like you! I can accept that you like Nia Mitchell, but how could you hang out with these students?"
"We’re just friends."
Charles Northwood explained patiently, but Fiona Sutton wouldn’t listen.
"Then go confess your feelings to Nia Mitchell! What kind of man are you, being so spineless? If you lose Nia Mitchell because of this, you’ll end up miserable!"
"She’s already married!"
