Er... Nia Mitchell sat stiffly to the side. Their relationship?
"The relationship between a boss and an employee? CEO and secretary?"
Nia Mitchell replied cautiously. She wasn't sure if Maxwell Peary would be satisfied with this answer.
He seemed dissatisfied; otherwise, why would his complexion darken even more?
"UM, could you give me a hint, Uncle?"
Nia Mitchell cajoled, swaying her body from side to side. This action made Maxwell Peary a bit nervous, and he immediately reached out to hold her waist tightly.
"We are husband and wife. What should you call me?"
Nia Mitchell pouted. HMPH, so he had set a trap waiting for her here.
"Uncle."
Nia Mitchell replied quickly, deliberately contradicting him, then she immediately observed his reaction carefully.
Maxwell Peary...
Nia Mitchell blinked. So the uncle's reaction was... no reaction at all?
"AWW, Uncle, don't be so stingy."
She continued to wheedle, but unfortunately, he remained unmoved.
