Chapter 1413 - 1412: This Is Overeating to the Extreme

Chapter 1413: Chapter 1412: This Is Overeating to the Extreme

She didn’t want to push the CEO into a dangerous vortex because of this matter.

Hearing Rabina Mitchell’s words, Maxwell Peary reached out and patted her on the back.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be fine."

Nia Mitchell shook her head, her eyes feeling warm, and tears were about to fall.

She didn’t tell the CEO that she had found bloodstains on his pants, and even faintly on his white shirt.

Her mind was filled with Anne Davidson’s previous words about Maxwell Peary’s hands being covered in blood.

She grew up in an ordinary family and had never experienced such a thing.

This was the twenty-first century, an era of peace.

Why would his hands be covered in blood?

She held Maxwell Peary tightly, afraid that he would disappear in the next second.

Rabina Mitchell suddenly became so clingy, which Maxwell Peary found a bit hard to accept.

"Be good, listen to me. Leave this matter to me, and I’ll give you an answer."

Regardless of who the other party was, he needed to investigate thoroughly.

As Maxwell Peary stood at the top in Capital Town, how could he have only a limited means?

Having dinner with Nia Mitchell, Maxwell Peary left the villa once again.

......

Compared to Maxwell Peary not returning home, Yancy Hastings was doing so much better.

Hastings Family——

Yancy Hastings brought a bowl of chicken soup from the kitchen to the dining table, where Fiona Sutton, looking much better, was sitting and smiling.

"Hurry up and finish the chicken soup."

Yancy Hastings spoke in a commanding tone full of masculine bravado.

This wasn’t coaxing her; it was commanding her.

Fiona Sutton’s mouth twitched. Why did it feel like since Yancy Hastings returned, his perfect image in her heart suddenly collapsed?

"I can’t finish it."

Fiona Sutton looked at the large bowl of chicken soup, having just finished dinner.

"Drink it!"

The commanding tone came again!

Fiona Sutton glared at him and turned her face away in annoyance.

From afar, one could hear the two of them chattering and bickering, as Yancy’s mother walked over.

"What’s going on?"

With a sullen face, Yancy Hastings pointed at the chicken soup in front of Fiona Sutton.

Fiona Sutton, clearly unhappy, sat there motionless.

"Yancy, a woman’s appetite isn’t the same as a big man like you. What you eat in one meal is more than what Fiona eats in three."

Yancy’s mother walked over with a smile and indicated for the servant to take the chicken soup away.

Having taken care of Fiona Sutton for a long time, Yancy’s mother had an understanding of her appetite.

Despite her tall stature, her appetite was actually not big.

She had already eaten quite a bit during dinner, so in this situation, even one more bite would be too much for her.

Yancy Hastings frowned upon hearing his mother’s words.

Was his mother’s implication that Fiona Sutton was already full?

But she only ate a little bit.

"Pregnant women should eat small meals more frequently; eating too much will make them uncomfortable."

Listening to this, Yancy Hastings’ tanned face turned slightly red.

He hadn’t really thought about that.

It’s usually normal to have some soup after dinner.

He hadn’t anticipated Fiona Sutton having such a small appetite.

"If you’re full, just say so. How else would I know?"

Yancy Hastings’ slightly guilty voice carried over.

Upon hearing this, Fiona Sutton’s eyes widened instantly.

Damn!

She did say it, right?

She said she couldn’t finish it, but what good did that do?

Nothing!