Lady Bishop's face stiffened. She tried her best to hold back a smile. "Of course. Maxwell is my grandson. Of course we'll take good care of her. Nia, I'll have to trouble you to come over. Sister, send Nia out."
When Nia came out of Bishop Family, Zayn was smoking leaning against the door of the car. His face was as black as a pot, and it seemed that there was a storm that couldn't break out.
When he saw Nia coming out, there was only one servant of the Bishop Family behind him. Maxwell did not come out with him, and his face became even more ugly.
He had hoped that Nia would be able to convince Maxwell in the future.
"Is he still not going back?" Maxwell looked at Nia.
Nia nodded. When Zayn's eyes turned cold, she quickly said, "I agreed to let him stay, so, forget it. This time, let's respect Maxwell's meaning. Don't make things difficult for him."
