Chapter 796 - 795: The One Being Scolded is You
"What exactly is going on?"
Molly Harguez frowned, her face filled with exaggerated disbelief.
"Who knows!"
Father Mitchell was extremely angry. That rotten kid! Didn’t he say he was already married to Nia Mitchell? Is *this* what being married looks like? He’s probably married to someone else! The heiress of Swan Corporation, a childhood sweetheart, a pre-arranged marriage—what the hell is all this?
"Dad, call my sister."
Aldy Mitchell had already sat up in bed, his legs dangling over the side, looking as if he was about to get out.
"Oh dear, don’t you dare get out of bed! Don’t forget, your leg hasn’t fully healed yet."
Molly Harguez immediately went over to support Aldy Mitchell, her face etched with worry.
Father Mitchell nodded and dialed Nia Mitchell’s number.
"Hello, Dad?"
Nia Mitchell was sitting in the CEO’s car as they drove towards the hospital.
"We’re about to arrive at the hospital. Is there anything you need us to bring?"
They had already informed Father Mitchell of their visit before setting off.
So, receiving his call midway must mean he wants them to bring something from outside.
Nia Mitchell tried to guess her father’s thoughts with a smile, but this time, she was completely wrong.
"Is Maxwell Peary with you?"
Father Mitchell’s face was grim. It seemed his daughter was still in the dark about this.
"Yeah."
Nia Mitchell was a bit puzzled. Why would Dad call Uncle by his full name today?
"Pass the phone to him."
That tone clearly meant he was going to settle accounts.
Nia Mitchell frowned, bit her lip, and looked at the CEO beside her in confusion.
"My dad wants to talk to you."
Maxwell Peary was taken aback and immediately pulled the car over to the side of the road.
"Dad."
Maxwell Peary greeted him, but as soon as he spoke, Father Mitchell on the other end of the line lost his composure.
"What the hell are you playing at, Maxwell Peary? Huh? Didn’t you say you were already married to Nia? Is there any point in deceiving us like this?"
Maxwell Peary: ...
What should I do? It sounds like I’m being scolded.
The main thing is, I can’t talk back, and I definitely can’t retaliate.
This feeling is so damn frustrating.
"Dad, what happened?"
He had indeed been a bit remiss these past few days, but he hadn’t done anything outrageously wrong, had he?
"What happened? You still have the nerve to ask? Don’t think we’re afraid of you just because you’re powerful and influential!"
Father Mitchell’s chest heaved with anger, and the wound on his back throbbed faintly.
"Dad, you at least have to tell me what’s going on first."
"Stop pretending with me! And don’t call me ’Dad.’ I don’t acknowledge you. Besides, you and Nia aren’t even married. This is perfect! I’ll take Nia and leave Capital Town in a couple of days. Do you think you can just toy with a child from a poor family like ours?"
Father Mitchell was absolutely furious. He couldn’t believe Maxwell Peary would even lie about something like this.
His own daughter was so foolish too. How could she not even know if she was married or not?
"Dad, at least tell me what happened."
Veins throbbed insistently on Maxwell Peary’s forehead; he felt like he could explode at any second.
What the hell is going on today!?
"Fine! You want me to spell it out, right? Then I’ll make it clear to you. I’ve already seen the newspaper. The news about you marrying that Belinda Swan—there’s no need to hide it anymore. You really went to great lengths, didn’t you?"
Maxwell Peary: ...!!!
Marry Belinda Swan!?