Nia Mitchell instinctively wanted to say it's because of your age when she heard the CEO's remark.
She secretly stuck out her little tongue in her mind, knowing if she dared to voice such a thought, the CEO would probably lose his temper.
"Can't find a reason?"
Maxwell Peary, like a victor, gently pressed the gas pedal and drove the Rolls-Royce away from the Hospital.
"Then Uncle, give me a reason not to have children now."
"You're too young."
Reason?
Maxwell has a ton of them, alright?
Nia is too young, she's still a kid herself, she's impulsive and unstable; he can't bear the thought of her being burdened by a child too soon, or undergoing the pain of childbirth early.
Look at her today; she shed a handful of tears just from a fall, her eyes still red from crying.
If she really were to have a child, wouldn't she end up flooding the entire Hospital with her tears?
