Maxwell Peary suddenly turned his head and looked to the side.
Meanwhile, on the waiting room door, there was a big footprint.
Standing at the doorway, a familiar figure appeared.
Ah, damn!
Maxwell Peary wished he could just kick this person out!
Unbelievable!
"What are you doing?"
Any thought of sleep vanished, leaving him wide awake.
He suddenly sat up in bed, glaring furiously.
Annie Davidson, standing at the door, twitched at the corner of her mouth. Does he really have to be like this?
She's always been so unruly.
Why is the CEO mad today?
"Crazy Peary, what are you doing?"
Annie blinked as she spoke, and a big hand reached out from behind to scoop her away.
Owen Lewis looked apologetically at Maxwell Peary, feeling a bit embarrassed.
He couldn't help it; his wife was just this way.
Not to mention Maxwell Peary was angry, he was angry too.
What if...
What if she saw something she shouldn't have?
