Chapter 1431 - 1430: Is This Improper?

Chapter 1431: Chapter 1430: Is This Improper?

Serena Davis hadn’t even voiced her question before Leon Blackwood directly left the area.

With the noise gone, Leon Blackwood walked straight into the midst of several middle-aged men.

After drinking two glasses of wine, Leon Blackwood finally revealed his true intentions, sitting down on the sofa opposite Maxwell Peary and Nia Mitchell.

Seeing this, Serena Davis also carried her wine glass over to sit beside Leon Blackwood, naturally sitting next to him.

"Young Master Peary, how do you feel about attending my birthday party today?"

"It’s alright."

Maxwell Peary slightly curved his lips, his presence incredibly strong even while just sitting there.

In such a setting, Serena Davis couldn’t help but shiver slightly.

Meanwhile, Nia Mitchell, sitting next to Maxwell Peary, remained as she had been at the start, continuously eating fruit with a fork in hand.

After finishing one, she would jab at the next piece on the plate Maxwell Peary held, eating happily over and over again.

It was such a normal scene, yet Serena Davis watched with envy.

If Leon Blackwood ever treated her so well, she’d probably laugh herself awake dreaming about it.

Maxwell Peary and Leon Blackwood sat there, sizing each other up without saying a word, seemingly communicating with aura and eye contact.

Soon, many people noticed the subtle changes in the air there and looked over.

Nia Mitchell only grew happier, jabbing at fruit more joyfully with her fork.

Spotting a piece of melon in the plate, Nia Mitchell went for it.

But, alas!

The melon was a bit hard, and as Nia Mitchell applied more force, Maxwell Peary didn’t realize it.

So, in an instant, the plate tilted, and with a crash, it hit the floor.

Uh...

Nia Mitchell’s movements froze, and for a moment, everyone stared at her.

How awkward!

Nia Mitchell, with her big, bright eyes, caught Maxwell Peary’s gaze and stiffly put the melon from her fork into her mouth.

Then, she chewed thoroughly.

Maxwell Peary’s heart softened instantly, seeing Rabina Mitchell’s adorable and endearing appearance.

"Want more? I can get you some more?"

He always found it hard to refuse her.

Hearing Maxwell Peary say this, Nia Mitchell’s eyes sparkled brightly, but she quickly reconsidered and shook her head.

"I shouldn’t eat too much; I’ve already had a lot today."

Maxwell Peary: ......

Normally, didn’t Rabina Mitchell eat until she was full?

What’s different today?

Did the sun rise from the west today?

Rabina Mitchell actually became sensible, restraining herself, and even managed to say she won’t eat more.

Maxwell Peary felt instantly gratified, with mixed feelings.

"Do you want anything? Cake?"

"A little bit."

A smile immediately spread across Nia Mitchell’s face again.

As a foodie, how could she resist being fed by someone else?

Upon hearing Nia Mitchell say this, Maxwell Peary nodded.

"Let’s go, we’ll find another place to sit."

This area is already messy and should be cleaned up.

Nia Mitchell looked apologetically at Leon Blackwood.

"Sorry for messing up your place here."

Before Nia Mitchell could say more, Maxwell Peary had already pulled her away from the spot.

In the distance, Leon Blackwood sat there, his face nearly matching his surname, Black.

Soon, Maxwell Peary found another spot, settled Nia Mitchell there, and went to get cake.

And after the earlier incident, many of the ladies at the party weren’t too pleased with Nia Mitchell.