Maxwell Peary's face was still quite pale, with no signs of improvement.
Obviously, he was not satisfied with her response.
"Speak the truth!"
Would she just simply check if he had indeed fallen asleep? If so, would she need to call out his name three times?
Nia Mitchell blinked, her face full of innocence, hoping he would forget what she had said.
But that was impossible.
"Speak!"
Maxwell Peary surely knew that she was just playing a prank. Today, he was determined to teach her a lesson.
HUMPH!
Her audacity was growing; not only was she unafraid of him, but she had also started to tease him.
"I... I was just..."
Nia Mitchell didn't know what to say, and she tensed up.
Before she could say anything, Maxwell Peary ripped open her nightgown and lowered his head.
RRRIP...
He's biting me!
Damn, the CEO is biting me, and... he's biting me *there*!
"Ouch!"
