Maxwell Peary seemed unaware of anything amiss, continuing to sit there and eat.
He reached out for a dumpling, then offered it to Nia Mitchell's mouth.
"Hurry up."
Nia Mitchell was startled, but she had been too busy being shocked and talking; the Steamed Dumpling in her mouth wasn't even finished.
Now with the dumpling presented before her, she had no mouth to eat it.
So, she tried hard to refuse, then looked pitifully at the CEO sitting beside her.
Maxwell Peary frowned slightly, not placing the dumpling in front of her to urge her, but sent it into his own mouth, biting half of it.
Nia Mitchell: ......!!!
Looking at the dumpling being offered to her once again, Nia Mitchell looked stiffly at the CEO.
Really?
Does Uncle have to be like this?
This is simply...
No, no!
She refused.
"Uncle."
Nia Mitchell blinked, looking pitiful.
"I don't want to eat dumplings."
Cough, cough.
