Chapter 1445 - 1444: Damn! Flirting

Chapter 1445: Chapter 1444: Damn! Flirting

Seeing Fiona Sutton’s reaction, Yancy Hastings immediately reached out to gently stroke Fiona Sutton’s belly, hoping the little baby wouldn’t be frightened; uh.

Fiona Sutton didn’t even consider her own condition, and just sat up like that.

Really, he must have a good talk with her later.

Also, he should have a word with Maxwell Peary, asking Nia Mitchell not to call Fiona Sutton so late.

"He told me that Charles Northwood isn’t actually dead, just locked up by his family, so we shouldn’t be sad."

Nia Mitchell still couldn’t digest this news now, feeling very shocked.

Who could have thought that Charles Northwood was locked up by his family?

"Are you really sure?"

Fiona Sutton sat on the bed in disbelief, her voice even a bit shaky.

"I think it’s trustworthy; he said he would come back after dealing with his own affairs."

We should trust Charles Northwood indeed.

The two talked for quite a while, and only then did Nia Mitchell hang up the phone.

Fiona Sutton stared blankly at the phone after the call ended.

Yancy Hastings noticed her unusual appearance, his temple veins throbbed twice.

"What did she say to you? Look at you now."

Fiona Sutton had been thinking about Charles Northwood’s accident these days, even dreaming of the scene at night.

Every time, she would become obsessed.

But now she never expected, Charles Northwood is actually still alive.

This news really stunned her.

"Fiona?"

Yancy Hastings looked worried, reaching out to embrace her.

"What exactly happened?"

As he spoke, Yancy Hastings was about to take her phone to dial Nia Mitchell again.

"It’s nothing."

Fiona Sutton snapped back, immediately stopping his action.

"Nia Mitchell said Charles Northwood isn’t dead, he’s just locked up by his family."

She didn’t know what kind of family this was, but knowing Charles Northwood was still alive was enough.

She was willing to trust Nia Mitchell, willing to believe the news.

"Still alive?"

Yancy Hastings was also stunned by the news, somewhat disbelieving.

At the time, he saw the corpse himself, it was indeed Yancy Hastings.

"Yes, Nia Mitchell said he’s still alive, so he must be alive; she wouldn’t lie to me."

There’s no need to deceive her either.

"Well, alive, still alive, don’t overthink it."

Saying this, Yancy Hastings held her, gently patting her back.

......

After Nia Mitchell shared the news with Fiona Sutton, she hung up the phone and turned back to the banquet scene.

Maxwell Peary was sitting on the sofa at the side, many people were dancing in the front dance floor.

"Beautiful lady, may I invite you to dance?"

She hadn’t had a chance to return to Maxwell Peary’s side before a man stopped her in her tracks.

"I’m sorry, I can’t."

She really couldn’t dance.

"It’s alright, you can learn; it’s easy, you just need to follow my steps."

The man refused to leave after Nia Mitchell declined, trying to persuade her again.

"I’m sorry, I’m too clumsy to learn."

Saying this, Nia Mitchell tried to leave.

Who knew this man wouldn’t give up, standing there blocking her way.

"Miss, it would be embarrassing for me if you refuse like this."

"I can’t dance."

"I can teach you."

"I have a partner."

"No worries, it’s just one dance."

Damn it!

It was pointless reasoning.