Chapter 60: I Want to Bath with You
Alan Morgan shut his mouth. Had he been talking a lot these past few days? No, that wasn’t right. He was always talkative. Why hadn’t he heard Maxwell Peary complain about him being too talkative before? Tsk, tsk, when something is out of the ordinary, there’s always a reason. Nine times out of ten, it was because of the sister-in-law who had just gone upstairs.
"But Boss, you got married so quietly, didn’t you?" This was Maxwell Peary they were talking about! He should have had a lavish, century-defining wedding, be showered with praise, and announce it to the whole world. Keeping things so hushed wasn’t Maxwell’s style at all.
"We’re not planning to hold a wedding ceremony at the moment." This was Nia Mitchell’s wish as well. They had discussed it before; they would hold the wedding later, once things had stabilized. Many people knew what had happened at her engagement ceremony. If she married again so quickly, she was afraid it would create a bad impression. Moreover, Maxwell Peary didn’t want her to be suddenly drawn into the scheming and power struggles of the upper echelons. He planned to resolve his family matters as quickly as possible to provide her with the best protection.
"I don’t want anyone else to know about my marriage," Maxwell Peary instructed, looking at Alan Morgan.
Alan Morgan nodded in agreement. Since it was an order from his boss, he would certainly do his utmost to comply. Besides, it was just a matter of concealing something, not too difficult.
"Your sister-in-law is going back to the Company tomorrow. Make the arrangements."
Alan Morgan nodded. In the Boss’s Company, what the Boss says, goes. Even if his sister-in-law wanted to go on a rampage, no one would stop her.
"She doesn’t want anyone to know her identity," Maxwell Peary added.
Alan Morgan nodded again. Let her have her fun.
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Upstairs, Nia Mitchell had no idea what the two men below were discussing. She was happily humming a little tune as she filled the bathtub. She wasn’t really thinking about all sorts of miscellaneous things; her happiness was simply because she had met her idol.