Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 1090 - 1089: Uncle, Stop Fooling Around

So yeah, Rabina really did wrong the CEO this time—he actually was just drinking water.Some things, you really are blaming the wrong guy.

"Then, Uncle, what did your text message mean?"

Nia started voicing her doubts again.

Maxwell Peary frowned, sitting there, not quite sure how to explain this.

After all, Nia had no idea about that one hundred million USD.

Thinking of this, Maxwell sat there rubbing his temples.

"It’s nothing."

Nia: ...

So the CEO was really just purely complimenting her for doing a good job?

She was starting to realize that the effect she’d hoped that text to the CEO would have was not happening at all.

"Uncle, are you busy right now? If you’re busy, I’ll hang up."

Forget it, forget it.

Zero love, okay.

As she said that, Maxwell was about to hang up.

"Wait."

Maxwell sat there, put down the pen in his hand, then leaned back in his chair.

"Give me a kiss before you hang up."

Nia: ...!!!

What the—!

Did she hear that wrong?

What did the CEO just say?

Kiss him?

No way.

Doing this, he was blatantly, openly being a total perv, okay.

So shameless.

Thinking of this, our little Rabina’s face flushed bright red. She sat at her desk, feeling super awkward.

"Uncle, stop messing around!"

She lowered her voice, terrified someone might hear.

Damn!

The CEO could actually say something like that out loud. Seriously, no one else like him.

Hearing her voice on the other end, Maxwell’s brows lifted slightly, his handsome side profile especially alluring.

That look just made people want to pounce on him...

Luckily Nia wasn’t there, or she’d probably be blushing all the way down her neck again.

"I’m not messing around."

Maxwell was dead serious. How could this be him fooling around?

He was being very proper and earnest, okay.

Don’t couples in love, newlyweds and all, act like this?

Why was this move not working on his little Rabina?

No, no, she had to get used to this. He thought this was pretty good.

Felt like it should work great.

Rabina had to get used to it.

"Uncle..."

Nia’s coy, complaining voice floated over again, full of reluctance.

What was up with Maxwell today?

"Hurry up."

Or I won’t let you in the house.

Pfft—

No, correction, I’ll confiscate all your snacks.

Nia swallowed hard, sneaking a look at all the secretaries in the Secretary Department.

This is... not good.

In a public office like this.

If she "kissed" the CEO over here, someone would definitely hear.

"Stop messing around, wait till we’re home."

Nia’s voice came through tinged with pleading.

"No. I want it now."

The CEO’s stubborn streak kicked in; he just refused to compromise.

Nia was successfully worked up into a flustered mess, clutching the receiver and covering her mouth, curled up in a corner.

"Quit it!"

Her tone was forceful, but laced with helplessness and that unique, shy girlishness.

"You can’t hear it or feel it now, but later when we’re off work, that’s fine, right?"

Nia took another step back.

She just forgot that she was dealing with a razor-sharp Businessman.

"And you think, later, just one little kiss is enough to make it up to me?"

Nia: ...

The hell, who said the CEO was cold as ice, never smiles, like he doesn’t have human emotions?

She wanted to drag that person out this instant and kill them once, then kill them again.