I... I see." Nia smiled bitterly. "I see. Thank you, Young Master."
"Nia, you forgot again. You have to call me Maxwell."
"Yes, thank you, Maxwell." Nia corrected herself.
"Okay." Maxwell was satisfied. "If Nia likes to talk to Aunt just now, I'll have a holiday after school. I'll ask my father to take us to Uncle house. Anyway, we're in Shallow Bay. It's not too far away. I want to go and meet his two younger brothers. Oh, I heard that there's a very cute and beautiful sister. I don't have a sister. I envy her!"
"Well... I see. You're so considerate. But I'm very happy as long as I'm with you, Mr. Ali." Nia had to answer with a sweaty face.
Zayn's expression was a little subtle. In his impression, his son had always been introverted.
When did it start?
You've become so talkative...
"Oh, dad, right?" Maxwell even asked him.
