Chapter 1178 - 1177: What If You Hurt Your Back

Chapter 1178: Chapter 1177: What If You Hurt Your Back

"Can I say this in front of my wife?"

Nia Mitchell: ......

This isn’t the main issue! Okay?

"Maxwell Peary, you need to correct your attitude! This isn’t right."

So shameless, how could she live like this.

"Is there a problem with my attitude?"

Maxwell Peary reached out and pulled Nia Mitchell to sit beside him, then looked at her with a playful smile.

Nia Mitchell pouted and reached out to poke the CEO’s face as a form of punishment.

"From now on, you’re not allowed to say such things in front of others."

He’s so thick-skinned, he didn’t even blush.

"Can I say it in front of you?"

He didn’t agree, instead posed a counter-question.

Nia Mitchell rolled her eyes skyward, please, isn’t this question redundant?

He...

Isn’t he always acting roguishly when no one is around?

"I’m hungry, let’s eat."

Nia Mitchell realized this issue had no end, she had to interrupt quickly.

So, she immediately changed the subject.

Maxwell Peary knew she was deliberately changing the subject but didn’t expose her.

"Alright, let’s go eat."

Maxwell Peary reached out and picked up Nia Mitchell, walking towards the dining hall.

"Ah! Put me down quickly!"

Now it’s not just the two of them at home, Dad and Molly Harguez could appear at any moment.

His behavior is too...

Too...

Ah! She didn’t know how to describe it.

"It’s fine!"

Who is Young Master Peary?

How could he care about others’ opinions?

"I’m too heavy, put me down. Uncle, you’ll get tired, what if you sprain your back?"

Nia Mitchell spoke some nonsense.

In an instant, the CEO stopped in his tracks, then lowered his head, looking at Nia Mitchell in his arms with a dark expression.

Sprain his back?

Does this rabbit know what that means?

Didn’t he give enough last night?

No, that’s not right!

"Uncle, I misspoke!"

Nia Mitchell quickly covered her mouth, knowing that admitting one’s mistakes is better than covering them up; she felt she was a good girl.

But in Maxwell Peary’s eyes, she was a mischievous rascal.

"Uncle, I really misspoke. Let’s quickly go eat, okay?"

Nia Mitchell suddenly put on a pitiful face, hoping to soften Maxwell Peary’s heart and make him forget this incident.

"Let’s eat, once you’re full, I can get started."

Nia Mitchell: ......

Nia Mitchell felt very uneasy during breakfast, fearing that the CEO sitting next to her might suddenly pounce.

Thankfully, Dad’s appearance saved her.

"You need to behave here, do as much as you can, don’t bother Young Master Peary, understand?"

Dad kept advising Nia Mitchell, fearing she might make mistakes due to lack of guidance.

If that’s the case, wouldn’t it ruin her entire life?

"I understand, Uncle is very good to me."

Whenever she heard the term "Uncle," Dad would frown.

"And about the way you address him, calling him Uncle? It’s absurd."

Older generations naturally couldn’t stand these.

Luckily, Silvia Waterborne, who had always been in the entertainment circle, had a very modern mindset and wasn’t offended by the way she addressed him.

And the CEO seemed to quite enjoy being called that.

"Got it, got it, I’ll change."

Nia Mitchell agreed repeatedly, hoping Dad wouldn’t be so naggy.

"After you return, Dad might not be able to visit you often. If you have the time, come home for a visit. If you can’t make it, don’t force yourself, just live your life well."