She having any energy would be a miracle.
She often wondered, isn't this sort of thing usually the guys putting in the effort?
Why was it that the CEO was always full of energy, while she felt like she had been run over by a car, not even wanting to lift a finger?
"But your body is begging me to stay,"
Maxwell Peary said with a straight face, very composed.
This attitude of Maxwell's made people...
Simply at a loss for words.
"I'm not!"
Every time he said it was her, when clearly it was him who had no self-control.
"Fine, fine, I don't want to discuss this topic with you anymore."
Too embarrassing!
"Alright, let's not discuss it. We'll discuss it slowly when we go back upstairs later."
Nia Mitchell: ...
Oh man!
She couldn't get through to Maxwell Peary.
"I don't want to discuss it with you."
Nia Mitchell decided, she had to protest.
If she didn't protest, she would keep getting exhausted constantly.
In the end, wouldn't she be spending all day and night in bed?
