Chapter 1412 - 1411: Uncle, I Don’t Want You to Be in Danger

Chapter 1412: Chapter 1411: Uncle, I Don’t Want You to Be in Danger

"Madam, you’re back."

Nia Mitchell gave a sweet smile, responded, and continued talking to the CEO.

"Uncle, I’m really home now. Do you want the butler to talk to you?"

"No need."

He had already heard.

"Stay at home and don’t go anywhere, I’ll be back immediately."

After hanging up the phone hastily, Maxwell Peary got in the car and left.

Seeing his car, Maxwell furrowed his brows slightly.

He called Alan Morgan to bring out another car, and then they met up to swap cars.

He didn’t want Nia Mitchell to see his battered car; she would definitely worry and ask all sorts of questions.

"No problem."

Alan responded and chose a car from the garage to drive.

Soon, they exchanged cars near the hillside villa, and Maxwell Peary hummed as he returned home.

Opening the grand gate, he saw Nia Mitchell running over, and she jumped, hanging onto him.

"Uncle."

She called out clingingly, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

Maxwell Peary held her little bum with his hand, not even changing his shoes, went directly upstairs.

Main Bedroom—

Maxwell Peary placed Nia Mitchell on the big bed, looking at her carefully.

"Uncle."

She pouted, speaking softly and sweetly.

"Were you scared?"

Thinking of Nia Mitchell facing Leon Blackwood alone, he felt very sad and very frightened.

Sometimes he couldn’t help but wonder if Nia Mitchell was really helpless at that time.

"No."

Nia Mitchell obediently sat there, the event had already happened, if she still claimed she was scared, he would definitely worry.

Although now Nia Mitchell still had lingering fears, she still wore a smile.

This sweet Rabina made Maxwell Peary’s heart soften.

Sitting beside her, he gently held her in his arms.

"What did he want with you?"

At this point, Nia Mitchell immediately raised a smile and freed herself from Maxwell Peary’s embrace.

Seeing her expression expecting praise, Maxwell Peary was briefly dazed.

"He only drew a little bit of my blood, but I asked him if he was responsible for Owen Lewis’s injury."

Considering the situation at that time, Nia Mitchell being able to ask questions was commendable.

Importantly, the first question she asked wasn’t about her mother, but about Owen Lewis’s incident.

This showed Nia Mitchell’s true character.

"He said he didn’t do it."

Nia Mitchell felt Leon Blackwood likely didn’t lie, as lying wouldn’t benefit him.

Listening to Nia Mitchell, Maxwell Peary’s expression softened.

His little wife truly did not disappoint him.

He lowered his head to kiss her lips.

"Also, I asked about my mom, he said he and my mom were family friends."

Unfortunately, at the time she forgot to ask the woman’s name; perhaps she was her mom.

"Family friends?"

Maxwell Peary was stunned, the Blackwood Family’s family friends seemingly were the Davis Family.

"Alright, I will investigate thoroughly."

Hearing Maxwell Peary say this, Nia Mitchell suddenly shook her head.

She reached out to wrap around the CEO’s waist, resting her small chin on his shoulder.

"Uncle, don’t investigate, okay? I don’t want you to be in any danger."

Leon Blackwood is a dangerous person; he knew quickly that Maxwell Peary and Charles Northwood were investigating him.

Thus, being a family friend of the Blackwood Family isn’t simple either.