Nia Mitchell skipped cheerfully with her clothes and opened the door to the bathroom.
Then, she was stunned.
What caught her eye was the scene of Maxwell Peary brushing his teeth relentlessly.
Maxwell didn't seem to expect someone to open the bathroom door at this time. He turned his surprised gaze towards the petite woman standing there.
"Uh..."
Nia went blank. Could someone please tell her why the CEO, who should've been buried in paperwork in the study, was here?
There must be something wrong with my eyes.
She quickly closed her eyes, then reopened them. He's still here?! She closed them again, then opened them once more.
Maxwell finally regained his composure from the initial surprise. Watching Nia's comedic blinking, he calmly rinsed his mouth.
"Are you... batting your eyelashes at me?"
Nia's eyelid twitched. Mr. CEO, is there a problem with your eyes?
"Why are you here?" Nia chuckled awkwardly, baffled.
Did the butler fool me? But why?
