Chapter 3: Bringing the Mistress to Cause Chaos
"I saved you. Aren’t you going to invite me to your engagement?"
Upon hearing this, Nia Mitchell stopped in her tracks. The Hampton Family was a prominent clan; naturally, they wouldn’t mind an extra guest.
If this uncle is willing to come, that would be nice.
"Sure, it would be my honor if you can attend. My name is Nia Mitchell, and you, Uncle?"
"Maxwell Peary."
A limited-edition black Maybach was blatantly parked, blocking the grand gate entrance to the Police Station. Nia Mitchell turned to look at the expressionless Maxwell Peary getting into the car.
"Uncle, is this your car?"
Nia Mitchell’s lips twitched. Damn it! No wonder he looked down on the Land Rover.
"You like it? I’ll give it to you."
Nia Mitchell’s mind went blank for a moment. She gave a bitter laugh and said, "I can’t accept a reward for no merit. Uncle, for you to casually give such an expensive car to a stranger... isn’t that too wasteful?"
Wasteful?