Chapter 115 - 114: Absent from Work
Gasp!
Nia Mitchell’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"I... anyway, I just have."
Nia Mitchell brazenly defended herself, regardless of whether she had been exposed or not.
Seeing that Maxwell Peary didn’t say anything more, she checked her phone.
"Ah! It’s already half past three!"
Nia Mitchell was shocked. Had I really slept here for that long?
I’m still at the Company. What about work?
As she said this, Nia Mitchell hurriedly tried to get off the bed, her hands tightly clutching the quilt.
"Go on, keep tugging. I don’t mind letting you see the ’sights’ under the quilt."
Maxwell Peary continued looking at his documents and said nonchalantly.
Nia Mitchell abruptly stopped moving. She turned to look at Uncle Peary, who was still sitting on the bed, her gaze drifting toward the CEO’s quilt-covered lower half.