Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 523 - 522: Framing Yancy Hastings Like This?

Chapter 523: Chapter 522: Framing Yancy Hastings Like This?

He couldn’t possibly be that blunt, could he?

"It’s nothing."

Evelyn Peary laughed, but the stiff expression on her face suggested otherwise.

"If you don’t speak up now, it’ll be too late next time."

Maxwell Peary glanced at her, then continued walking.

"Ah? It’s about that... Big brother, you know Madgar Pavilion’s business isn’t doing well. Lotus Residence has snatched away all our customers, so..."

Evelyn Peary paused.

A faint smile touched Maxwell Peary’s lips as he stopped walking.

"As far as I remember, Lotus Residence existed before your Madgar Pavilion, which was just opened a few years ago."

Lotus Residence hasn’t even accused you of snatching their business, and here you are, complaining about them first.

Besides, your business philosophies are completely different. Yours caters to everyone, while they have a long list of requirements.

No matter how you look at it, your place should be making more money.

What, are you saying the opposite now?

"This has nothing to do with who came first. Today, I truly realized the crisis we’re in. Imagine, that stubborn Yancy Hastings actually took the initiative to suggest calling off the engagement!"

Thinking about this, Evelyn Peary was still bewildered, finding it simply unbelievable.

"He initiated it! He actually initiated it!"

Evelyn Peary kept repeating the word "initiated" to express her shock.

"So?"

Young Master Peary looked at her. This isn’t her main point, is it?

"So, it’s obvious! If he can have a change of heart about *that*, who knows, one day his Lotus Residence might abandon its current philosophy and let anyone in."

When that happens, her Madgar Pavilion will definitely take a hit.

Just thinking about it made Evelyn Peary want to drag Yancy Hastings over and demand a proper explanation.

"That’s something for the future."

For Yancy Hastings to have a change of heart like that is a once-in-a-decade event.

Expecting him to change his mind again? That would be truly difficult.

"No way, Big brother! You have to give me additional funding."

Evelyn Peary had finally said what she really wanted to say. Her objective today was simple: get money.

Maxwell Peary: ...

Nia Mitchell: ...!!!

What does she mean by ’additional funding’?

Nia Mitchell blinked. She didn’t quite understand what they were discussing.

"I paid for everything from buying the shop to its decoration, and even the food materials and the staff’s salaries of your Madgar Pavilion, but I haven’t seen a penny in profit."

Maxwell Peary’s expression darkened. She’s asking for money again.

Evelyn Peary was momentarily speechless. Alright, that was indeed true.

Every cent spent on the place had come from Maxwell Peary’s pocket, yet she was the owner, and all the profits went into her own.

"Come on, Big brother, don’t be so stingy."

Evelyn Peary wheedled. It usually worked; whenever she acted coy like this, her big brother would agree to anything.

Maxwell Peary’s expression didn’t soften. He turned his head and glanced at Nia Mitchell.

"When I was single, I could give you money. But now I have a family and a wife to support. I have no money."

With that, he strode forward, ignoring the two women left reeling in his wake.

That’s right, two of them.

Evelyn Peary turned to look at Nia Mitchell, who was still standing beside her, completely dumbfounded.

"Sister-in-law..."

Heavens, was that really her big brother? How could he say something like that?

"This has absolutely nothing to do with me!"

Nia Mitchell’s face turned beet red. Her little legs went PITTER-PATTER as she scrambled to catch up with Maxwell Peary, who was already some distance ahead.

"Hey! What do you mean by that? How could you say such a thing in front of your sister?"

Nia Mitchell was fuming, waving her small fists.

"And... I... I’m really not high-maintenance!"