Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 151: Chapter 150: Even without reason, keep making troubles

For crying out loud! Can these people twist absolutely everything into a matter of conscience?

Nia Mitchell hadn’t intended to clash with them. Seeing Maxwell Peary’s mother today had been too much of a shock. She simply wasn’t prepared for it. Especially since Belinda Swan was with her today—someone she held in even lower esteem.

”Please, don’t drag my parents into everything.”

Nia Mitchell believed that no one appreciated others dragging their parents into arguments.

”So what if I do?”

When it came to being relentlessly argumentative, no one could match Phoebe Harris. For many years, no one had dared to talk back to her or disrespect her. To think this upstart country girl actually dared to yell at her today! Not only would she talk back, but if Nia showed any more disrespect, she was prepared to get physical.

”People like you are the ones who are truly rude and utterly uncivilized!”

Pushed to her limit, Nia Mitchell blurted out whatever came to mind. ”I’ve married Maxwell Peary, so what? If you’re so capable, make him divorce me!”

She didn’t care anymore. If this led to Maxwell Peary divorcing her, so be it. That would be fine; she was still young and could find someone else. But why did the thought of Maxwell Peary divorcing her cause a dull ache in her heart?

”You! You...” Phoebe Harris trembled with rage, taking two steps back in disbelief. This is outrageous! Utterly rebellious!

”Nia Mitchell!” Belinda Swan shouted angrily at Nia Mitchell. Although she appeared to be angry on Phoebe Harris’s behalf, anyone could see she was actually trying to shield Nia Mitchell.

Indeed, just as everyone said, Belinda Swan of the Swan family was a kind-hearted young lady. Today, it seemed, was proof of that.

”Nia Mitchell, regardless of anything, Mrs. Harris is an elder. How can you speak to an elder like that?” Belinda Swan looked at Nia Mitchell with an expression of utter disbelief, as if Nia had committed some heinous sacrilege.

”An elder? Does she even act like one?”

Nia Mitchell shot Phoebe Harris a disdainful look. This woman didn’t deserve to be Uncle Peary’s mother.

The sudden thought startled her. But she still couldn’t understand. How could such an amazing man as Uncle Peary, and such an understanding and lovely girl as Evelyn Peary, have such a domineering and unreasonable mother?

”You!”

Phoebe Harris was infuriated. She pushed away Belinda Swan, who was trying to calm her and help her catch her breath, and stormed towards Nia Mitchell in a few quick strides. ”Say that again if you dare! You’re just as they say in the rumors—a shameless little hussy.”

She had heard people gossiping recently that Maxwell Peary had been bewitched by a little vixen and had even attended some inexplicable engagement ceremony. Although the gossip had lessened in recent days, whenever she attended gatherings with her friends, someone would always, whether intentionally or not, approach her to ask about it. This had made her reluctant to go out lately. It was a rare occasion that Belinda Swan had invited her out to relax today, and she hadn’t expected to encounter this vixen in person.

To think she actually married Maxwell Peary! Fine! In any case, I will absolutely never acknowledge this cheap little hussy!

Just as Nia Mitchell was about to retort to Phoebe Harris’s words, another voice sounded from behind her.

”Ugh! What rotten luck! I must have forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home today. Running into you is such a downer! Why don’t disgusting people like you just stay hidden at home?”