Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 181: Chapter 180 - I’m Scolding Nia Mitchell’s Husband

Nia Mitchell was taken aback, her mouth slightly puckered. He’d actually yelled at her.

Seeing Nia Mitchell turn her head away, looking sulky, Maxwell Peary’s heart softened. But when he thought back to what had just happened...

Maxwell Peary’s face turned dark again as he looked at Alan Morgan.

”Alan Morgan, what happened here?”

He trusted that Alan Morgan would explain everything clearly, without any deceit.

Tears welled in Alan Morgan’s eyes. He’d been overjoyed when the Young Madam spoke just now, but...

Now, even the Young Madam had been scolded by the CEO; he was definitely going to be in serious trouble this time.

”When I arrived, Secretary Walker’s arm was scalded. She said that... it was Nia... Nia Mitchell who splashed her with coffee.”

Alan Morgan swallowed hard. He was hesitant to say the rest, but he knew he had to.

”Group B’s Senior Secretary said that Nia Mitchell spilled coffee on Secretary Walker because Secretary Walker insulted Nia.”

Ah, he’d finally said it. He was ready for the worst.

”Then the phone rang. First, Secretary Xia answered, and then Secretary Walker took over.”

He’d finished his explanation. CEO, why are you glaring at me so fiercely? Can you please say something?

Maxwell Peary frowned slightly. The air around them turned frigid, and everyone felt as if they had plunged into an ice cellar, the cold piercing their bones.

The one who insulted him was Phoebe Walker? That was one thing, but she actually insulted Bunny?

”Secretary Walker, I don’t want to see you in MC Group in ten minutes.” Maxwell Peary shot her a cold glance and stated this icily before turning his attention to Nia Mitchell.

”You, come to my office.”

After speaking, Maxwell Peary prepared to leave but was stopped by Phoebe Walker.

”CEO Peary, why are you firing me? What did I do wrong?”

She was utterly dissatisfied. Why was she being fired while Nia Mitchell was left unscathed?

”You insulted me.”

Was that reason enough? She had insulted the CEO, and this CEO was Maxwell Peary, the renowned Young Master Peary of Capital Town.

Whether in the underworld or high society, it had been a long time since anyone had dared to curse him like that.

Those who had insulted him in the past had all disappeared.

”When did I insult you?”

Phoebe Walker was bewildered and felt utterly wronged. Who would dare to insult CEO Peary? She admired him immensely; how could she possibly insult him casually?

Alan Morgan couldn’t stand it anymore. How had he never noticed how stupid Phoebe Walker was before?

”That phone call earlier was from the CEO himself.”

As soon as Alan Morgan said this, Phoebe Walker was shocked and stumbled back a step.

What had she said earlier? She’d said the caller was an irrelevant person—poor, ugly, and old, which was why his wife had run off with someone else...

”CEO Peary, I thought the call was from Nia Mitchell’s husband.”

Phoebe Walker looked up with wide, tearful eyes. After speaking, she blinked pitifully, on the verge of tears.

She thought that explanation would suffice. Little did she know—blast it!—Nia Mitchell’s husband was *him*!

Alan Morgan suddenly burst into a violent coughing fit, trying to suppress his laughter until he felt like he was about to implode. He couldn’t take it anymore; he desperately wanted to escape.

Nia Mitchell lowered her head, her face etched with displeasure. Hmph, Phoebe Walker certainly had a way with words. Poor, ugly, and old—even if the first two didn’t apply to him, the last one definitely did. He’d actually snapped at her; it was terrifying! She was still shaken.

”So, Nia Mitchell’s husband can be slandered at will? Is this the standard of professionalism for MC Group secretaries?”

Maxwell Peary’s anger only intensified; he wished he could just shoot the hysterical woman in front of him.