Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 632 - 631: You Two, Come Back to Me

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Chapter 632: Chapter 631: You Two, Come Back to Me

Maxwell Peary could hardly believe his ears. Nia Mitchell had actually met with Edbert Nia Mitchell again?

"Who did you say you’re with?"

Maxwell Peary was furious. The tension in the entire Office Room was so heavy it made it almost impossible to breathe.

"Edbert... Edbert Nia Mitchell."

Nia swallowed. She couldn’t believe that just the name Edbert Nia Mitchell could cause such a huge reaction from Maxwell.

She couldn’t even imagine the kind of storm Maxwell would unleash if she decided to return to work for Star Media.

"I just..."

BEEP.

"Hello? Hello? Uncle?"

On the other end, Maxwell Peary had simply hung up. Nia’s mouth twitched as she looked at her phone, the call already disconnected.

"What happened?"

Edbert Nia Mitchell asked, though he already knew. Seeing Nia’s expression, he could tell Maxwell was angry.

"Nothing."

So petty.

Nia grumbled silently, but she didn’t reveal too much to Edbert Nia Mitchell. After all, this matter was between her and Maxwell.

"Let’s have lunch together," Edbert Nia Mitchell proposed, casually moving his arm.

Watching his movements, Nia frowned at his shoulder.

"Does your injury still hurt?"

"It’s fine. It probably won’t hurt anymore if you agree to have lunch with me." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Nia chuckled, not expecting him to say such a thing.

"Alright."

Nia agreed, and then the two left the Tea Room together to find a Dining Hall.

After they ordered their food, Nia sat there, smiling.

"I’ve decided. I’ll be going to Star Media. After I tell Maxwell, I’ll let you know."

Nia grinned at him, and then they happily dined together.

Back at the MC Group, Maxwell Peary emanated a frigid aura. Forget just his Office Room; the entire building felt as if it were enveloped in a suffocatingly low pressure.

"Mr. Peary."

Diana Hill nervously called out after delivering a document.

Maxwell glanced at the document before him, his face as dark as iron, and angrily tossed it aside.

"What kind of work is this? Do it again!"

"Yes..."

Diana Hill quickly picked up the document from the floor and immediately left the Office Room.

Maxwell furiously dialed Annie Davidson’s number.

"Didn’t you say you were coming? Where are you?"

Annie Davidson, paying no heed to Maxwell’s mood, responded with a beaming smile.

"Max the Madman, I don’t have time to waste with you right now! I’m on a date with Little Cloud!"

PFFT.

They’re definitely flaunting their relationship.

Maxwell felt like he had taken 10,000 points of damage. He was not okay at all.

"You two get back here! There’s a massive pile of work, and you still have the leisure to go out and play?"

Maxwell was going crazy.

His subordinates falling in love were seriously a problem.

He couldn’t even find anyone to do work anymore.

Alan Morgan is in love. He went to the mountains for Shirley Grant—that’s one thing—but he even got embarrassingly injured. How useless!

Owen Lewis and Annie Davidson are in love. That Annie never obeys orders; she directly spirited Lewis away.

Right. Forget about Company business; Owen Lewis probably wouldn’t even care about Black Market matters anymore.

So with all these tasks, was he the only one left to handle them?

Oh, no! He needed to accompany his wife too!

"All those matters have nothing to do with us. Deal with it yourself. We’re off to have a couples’ meal. Bye-bye!"