Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 1073 - 1072: Hurry Up and Give Me the Contact Information!!

In an instant, the woman screamed!She didn’t expect this little girl to be so stubborn. She had said so much, yet she still paid no attention to her.

Fine, fine, if she gets her angry, don’t blame her for being impolite!

"Do we know each other? Why should I bother with you?"

Nia Mitchell said unhappily, and in the blink of an eye, the elevator had already stopped. Unbeknownst to her, it had reached the Secretary Department floor.

The woman was taken aback. She wasn’t a staff member of the Secretary Department, and didn’t expect to end up here.

"Don’t leave!"

Watching Nia Mitchell step out of the elevator and head towards the Secretary Department.

The woman immediately grabbed her arm.

"My name is Fera Hill, quickly give me your uncle’s contact information."

Fera Hill still had a proud expression, but this time it was coupled with much assertiveness.

Nia Mitchell’s arm was tightly gripped, and she stood there with an unhappy face.

"Let go!"

"I said my name is Fera Hill, now you recognize me, right? Give me your uncle’s contact information."

Saying this, Fera Hill reached into Nia Mitchell’s pocket.

Her phone must be in her pocket. As long as she gets Young Master Peary’s contact information, she won’t have to live like this anymore.

With Young Master Peary’s contact information, she would be above everyone, admired as Lady Peary.

Jewels, clothes, shoes, and so on, all would be hers.

This kind of life was too alluring.

Directly leading to Fera Hill now looking terribly ferocious.

Seeing Fera Hill like this, Nia Mitchell immediately struggled and pushed her away fiercely.

"Get out of my way, are you a robber? What’s wrong with you, are you crazy?"

Who just grabs someone for a phone number?

Crazy!

Crazy!

"Crazy? You’re the one who’s crazy! If I weren’t reasonable, why would I want a contact number!"

No sane person would do such a thing.

A beautiful life was within reach, how could she pass up this chance.

"Hurry up, hand over your phone."

Fera Hill shouted fiercely at Nia Mitchell.

"Neurosis!"

Nia Mitchell cursed under her breath, ignoring Fera Hill as she walked towards the Office Room.

Watching her leave, Fera Hill felt like she was watching money walk away.

Immediately, she chased after her and grabbed Nia Mitchell’s hair.

"Ah!"

"You little bitch! I spoke nicely to you and you don’t listen, how dare you refuse me!"

"Let go of me, you’re crazy!"

"Yes, I’m crazy. So what? Hurry up and give me the contact number, or I’ll kill you!"

"Ah, you lunatic!"

Nia Mitchell struggled relentlessly, reaching out to grab Fera Hill’s hair too!

"Ah! How dare you grab my hair!"

Her hair had just been treated, costing her several thousand USD, and this person dared to do such a thing.

Too much, she couldn’t handle this little girl anymore.

"Let go of my hair!"

"You let go first!"

Nia Mitchell shouted, she wasn’t stupid, if she let go first and Fera Hill didn’t, what then?

"You let go and I’ll let go."

"If you don’t let go, I won’t either!"

"Alright, I’ll count to three, let’s let go together, okay?"

After a long time of pulling, both their scalps were numb, they couldn’t take it anymore.

Finally, Fera Hill made this suggestion.

"Okay!"

Nia Mitchell nodded in agreement.

Then the two stood there, holding onto each other’s hair, and began to count.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."