Maxwell Peary furrowed his brows and turned to glance at Nia Mitchell.
"What's wrong?"
Nia looked at him curiously. What could possibly make Maxwell Peary look so upset?
Maxwell shook his head silently, put down his phone, and stood up.
"You rest for a bit. I need to step out."
Nia looked perplexed but nodded anyway.
"Alright. Come back soon, and be safe. I'll wait for you for dinner."
Maxwell's hand paused as he reached for his coat, then he grunted in acknowledgment.
「Left-Right Bar」
The bar was a cacophony of flashing lights, fine wine, and deafening music, with men and women dancing wildly everywhere. Maxwell walked in, holding his breath.
"Young Master Peary, you've arrived."
A waiter greeted him and led him further inside. The noise diminished the deeper they went.
"Mr. Xiao is already waiting for you inside."
Maxwell didn't reply, merely following the waiter into a small room at the very back.
"Young Master Peary, you've come."
