Maxwell Peary cradled her in his arms, deftly turning on the bathtub faucet.
Steaming hot water surged into the bathtub. Upon seeing this, Nia Mitchell became even more anxious.
"Uncle, didn't you say you hadn't eaten yet? If you take a bath on an empty stomach, you'll get dizzy."
After she finished speaking, her eyes widened as she looked at him with hopeful anticipation.
As for what she was hoping for, it certainly wasn't what was going on in the CEO's mind.
Seeing the bright sparkle in her eyes, Maxwell couldn't help but laugh. He leaned in and gave her another sweet kiss.
"The scent of you makes me hungry."
He leaned closer, inhaling deeply near her fragrant neck. All he could smell was the lingering aroma of food on her.
What's this spicy smell? Doesn't she hate spicy food?
Nia flushed slightly, squirming uncomfortably.
"You go eat quickly. I'm going to take a bath."
Nia pouted, feeling very ill at ease.
"Alright."
