He had too many questions in his mind, but there was no opportunity to voice them.
Watching the two of them leave, Molly Harguez was the first to snap back to reality and tugged at Mr. Mitchell's arm.
"If this man is willing to marry Nia, wouldn't we become his in-laws?"
Molly Harguez's eyes gleamed at the prospect, as if she had struck gold.
They would be rich then.
"Who can predict kids' affairs?"
Mr. Mitchell replied irritably. With those words, he turned and left.
Molly Harguez froze for a moment before rolling her eyes at his departing figure.
Hasn't Nia already climbed into his bed? As long as she gets pregnant with a son, she'll definitely be able to marry into a wealthy family. Who knew this Nia Mitchell wasn't a fool after all.
Nia Mitchell, however, was oblivious to Molly Harguez's thoughts as the CEO led her away, an irrepressible sweet smile on her face.
"Uncle, how did you know I was here?"
