Nia Mitchell watched their mother-son interaction with great envy.
She turned her head away from them and walked directly to the window, looking at the scenery outside.
Her mother, in her memory, had already become a blur.
She sighed slightly, standing there, staring into the distance. Her thoughts were already drifting far away.
Seeing Nia like this, her father also felt terrible and came over to her immediately.
"Is Young Master Peary still in the hotel?"
Startled, Nia turned to look at her father standing beside her.
"He just left by plane. There's something to deal with in Capital Town," Nia answered.
Her father was a bit stunned but then nodded. Maxwell Peary must be very busy, so it was normal for him to leave.
"You have to take good care of yourself, you've lost weight."
His words echoed those of Maxwell Peary. But in her father's mind, he was picturing her from four years ago.
Compared to four years ago, she really had lost weight.
