vstars Chapter 1068 - 1067: Uncle, Your Car Attracts More Flies Than You
Chapter 1068 - 1067: Uncle, Your Car Attracts More Flies Than You
Hazel Quartz was shocked!No way!
Absolutely no way!
If Maxwell Peary decided to investigate this, he’d definitely find out the truth in minutes.
By then, her image in the Company would be completely ruined.
And not just that, it’d probably be hard for any decent Company to take her in after this.
She had never expected Maxwell Peary to suddenly show up here.
If Maxwell Peary hadn’t gotten involved, Nia Mitchell would probably already be in the Police Bureau by now.
But now, everything was already way off script.
"Young Master Peary, what are you talking about? How could I possibly do something so childish?"
Hazel Quartz immediately opened her mouth, then looked at Maxwell Peary with a face full of grievance.
In her mind, Nia Mitchell, when all was said and done, was just his little niece, someone who couldn’t be brought out into the open.
Maxwell Peary needed a wife.
She was perfect for that!
Fortunately Maxwell Peary had no idea what Hazel Quartz was thinking, otherwise he’d probably vomit blood on the spot.
Then, utterly disgusted, he’d give her a kick and send her flying.
"I’ll hand this matter over to my Lawyer. If Miss Quartz has any questions, you can talk to my Lawyer."
With that, he completely ignored Hazel Quartz’s expression, directly handed Nia Mitchell’s bag to the police, then took her and left the scene.
With Young Master Peary’s reputation here, the police naturally held the bag gingerly in their hands, looking all cautious, afraid anything might happen to it.
A lot of people on-site were still marveling at the dramatic plot twist—no one had expected that a completely unknown little Employee in Star Media would turn out to be some rich man’s niece.
Oh my God!
This world was just too crazy.
Nia Mitchell looked at Maxwell Peary’s back, a smile on her face, following him step by step to another elevator.
By coincidence, they were in luck, an elevator just happened to be coming down.
It was morning rush hour, everyone was going upstairs, and almost no one was going down.
In the empty elevator, there were only Maxwell Peary and Nia Mitchell.
"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely take care of this."
Maxwell Peary was genuinely treating this as a serious matter; he believed he’d be able to settle it quickly.
"Got it, I trust you."
Nia Mitchell nodded, very thankful that the CEO had called her at that moment.
Otherwise, she would’ve already been taken to the Police Station today, and very soon she’d be convicted.
She really hadn’t expected Hazel Quartz to actually do something like this—how could she be so cruel.
This kind of framing clearly meant that Hazel Quartz had never intended to leave Nia Mitchell a way out; she was determined to ruin her.
Since the enemy was this vicious, how could he possibly let her off easily?
"You don’t need to worry about this anymore, I’ll handle it."
As he spoke, the elevator had already reached the ground floor, and Maxwell Peary walked out step by step.
The arrogant Rolls-Royce was parked right at the main entrance of Star Media, and several girls, ignoring the risk of being late for work, had been crowding around the car.
Some even took out their phones, constantly striking poses and taking selfies.
Of course, none of them forgot to include the car in the frame.
As soon as Nia Mitchell and Maxwell Peary stepped out, they saw this scene.
Nia Mitchell: ......
Maxwell Peary: ......
What kind of situation was this?
"Uncle, look at your car, it attracts more flies than you do."
Nia Mitchell blurted out, her tone dripping with jealousy.