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Uncle Peary?
In front of her, Maxwell Peary reached out and grabbed Hazel Quartz’s wrist.
This scene instantly made Nia Mitchell forget everything, as if there was no one else around.
In this world, there was only her and him.
"Ah!"
Hazel Quartz’s scream suddenly echoed throughout the Secretary Departnt, jolting Nia Mitchell from her imagination.
Cold sweat quickly surfaced, Hazel Quartz’s face turned pale as she reached out with her left hand to rescue her right hand.
But seeing the strength in Maxwell Peary’s hand growing, she had no way out.
"Ah! It hurts! Let go of ! Let go of !"
Hazel Quartz shouted, tears spilling out instantly.
She looked so miserable, the only word to describe her was ugly.
"It hurts! Let go of ! Let go of now! Ah!"
Hazel Quartz’s face contorted with pain, her left hand trying hard to pry the CEO’s fingers off, but it wouldn’t budge.
The excruciating pain from her right wrist spread across her body.
Like a sharp blade, it pierced through her heart.
She had never experienced such pain.
After a long ti, Maxwell Peary’s expression changed, his hand exerting so force, twisting lightly.
"Crunch!"
"Ah!"
The sound echoed throughout the office building, and after the CEO let go, Hazel Quartz’s right wrist took on a terrifying angle, limp and exposed to the air.
"Ah!!!!"
Hazel Quartz was stunned, her sharp scream seed to pierce through one’s eardrums.
Maxwell Peary didn’t say much, turning to look at Nia Mitchell standing aside.
"Are you okay?"
His concern ca naturally.
Nia Mitchell stood there dazed, unable to accept the CEO’s arrival.
Even more so, unable to accept Hazel Quartz had ended up like this.
She couldn’t help recalling her own right wrist, and suddenly, it seed like she too could feel that excruciating pain.
Hazel Quartz clutched her right hand, slowly squatting down.
The pain spread throughout her body, drops of sweat rolling down one by one.
"I’m fine."
Only after a long ti did Nia Mitchell realize the CEO had asked her a question.
She quickly replied, her face serious.
"It’s good you’re okay, let’s go."
Saying this, Maxwell Peary used the hand that had just broken Hazel Quartz’s wrist to gently put his arm around Nia Mitchell.
The two of them slowly walked out of the Secretary Departnt step by step.
Nia Mitchell’s heart was pounding, her mind filled with what had just happened.
"Frightened?"
Sitting in the car, Maxwell Peary looked at Nia Mitchell’s dazed expression with a touch of regret.
Actually, he had been regretting it for a few minutes, and only now mustered up the courage to ask this question.
If little Rabina was scared and misunderstood him, what would he do?
He shouldn’t have been so impulsive just now.
But the thought that woman had dared to raise her hand against little Rabina made him lose his composure completely.
What a joke!
Can those people harm little Rabina?
It’s simply outrageous!
He had broken that person’s wrist, which was already the lightest punishnt.
If it weren’t in the office, if not to save Edbert’s face, he would have already...
Forget it, forget it, these aren’t the main points—the main point is that little Rabina seed really frightened.
At this mont, the CEO belatedly realized that little Rabina’s right wrist was still injured.
Is she thinking about herself...
Cough! Cough!
Maxwell Peary felt uneasy.
"I... don’t go silent on ."
Seeing Rabina like this, his heart was pounding, he felt completely unsure.
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