diymy Chapter 1066 - 1065: Uncle Peary Is Here, You Little Brat!
Chapter 1066 - 1065: Uncle Peary Is Here, You Little Brat!
Hazel Quartz’s clever scheme was making quite the noise.This plan, although thought of on the spot, lacked strategic planning.
But it didn’t matter; as long as she could mess with Nia Mitchell, she didn’t care about anything else.
She reached out and pressed her phone number on the phone decisively and dialed.
Everyone held their breath.
"Beep—beep—"
The sound of the phone connecting echoed in Hazel Quartz’s ear, and her phone’s ringtone suddenly started ringing.
The source of the sound was right beside Nia.
In an instant, Nia Mitchell clenched her fists tightly.
"Miss, please hang up the phone, we need to conduct an inspection."
The closer they got to Nia Mitchell, the more certain they were that the sound came from her bag.
Nia Mitchell’s entire body was stiff, her hand tightly held the phone, and her other hand tightly grasped the strap of her bag.
She remained motionless, while Hazel Quartz’s phone ringtone kept ringing in her ear.
The melodious ringtone seemed to have turned into a death knell at that moment, making her brain foggy, unsure of how to handle it.
Just when the police officer extended a hand to her bag strap, ready to forcibly take the bag away, Maxwell Peary appeared.
"Let’s see who dares to touch her!"
His assertive voice carried pressure, instantly reaching everyone’s ears.
Though it was merely a simple sentence, it sent chills down everyone’s spines.
Even when facing Edbert EdbertNia Mitchell, they never felt this way.
As if being watched by prey, everyone had alarm bells ringing in their hearts.
Upon hearing Maxwell Peary’s voice, Nia Mitchell’s eyes instantly welled with tears, filled with excitement.
"Uncle!"
She hurried over and wrapped her arms around the CEO’s slender waist, giving him a solid hug.
"Are you scared?"
Nia Mitchell nodded immediately, her appearance melted Maxwell Peary’s heart.
She was indeed frightened, her mind was still a haze, and it was at this time that Hazel Quartz’s phone ringtone finally stopped.
"Who is that?"
"I don’t know."
"This guy is so handsome."
"Oh my God, there’s actually such a handsome person in this world, certainly on the spotlight."
"Uncle? I didn’t expect this little girl to have such an Uncle."
"Hey hey, look at this man’s shoes, they’re clearly the work of the top designer in C Country, I had the fortune to see them once, look at the shoe tip."
"Yes, yes, I heard that the designer’s shoes start at a minimum of seven figures."
"Oh my, if he can wear these shoes, his suit and shirt must also be worth a fortune, this is a truly wealthy person."
"No way? This man is so rich, and this woman still steals things?"
"Could she be falsely accused?"
"How is that possible? The phone was indeed in her bag."
"Is this the quirky hobby of the rich?"
......
Instantly, the spectators began whispering about the situation.
Of course, Hazel Quartz knew Maxwell Peary, but she always treated Nia Mitchell as Maxwell Peary’s niece.
After all, she always called Maxwell Peary "Uncle."
Furthermore, the two had a rather ambiguous relationship, suggesting something inappropriate might be going on.
The mere thought of an uncle and niece being involved romantically was something she couldn’t accept.
"Young Master Peary, why are you here? Are you looking for CEO Zhong?"
Hazel Quartz immediately adopted a competent image, looking very serious and righteous.
Maxwell Peary glanced at her and didn’t respond.
"Young Master Peary, you might not know, but your niece stole my phone."