Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

A hint of mockery flashed in Mia’s eyes. In the past, she would’ve felt terrible. But now that she and Timothy were divorced, it didn’t matter how many women were to stay in the villa. It had nothing to do with her.

Mia stepped forward. “Hi—”

Before she could finish, the beautiful woman ignored her and walked around the living room. Then, she said to the butler, Kaleb Gould, “Those curtains are hideous, and so is the couch. Remember to also change the beds in the bedrooms to the brand I like.”

Mia watched as this “guest” criticized every corner of her marital home. She said bluntly, “Who are you? We’re not doing any renovations here.”

“Allow me to introduce myself—I’m Maya Lane, and I’m the future lady of this household. Naturally, that means I call the shots when it comes to this villa’s furnishings.”

“You’re Maya Lane?”

A trace of bitterness crept into Mia’s heart. It was no wonder Timothy had suddenly brought up the divorce. Maya was back.

his first love was back, Mia, the cheap substitute,

then. You’ve held onto this position for the past three years; it’s time for you

calmly, “You make it sound like you really love Timothy. If that’s the case, why didn’t you marry him three years ago when he was

a wife so he could leave some offspring behind, but the socialites that usually crowded around him wanted nothing to do with him.

Laura’s carer, and Laura treated her incredibly well. She’d even lent Mia money to repay her debts. Mia couldn’t bear to see Laura devastated by her grandson’s death, so she agreed to marry Timothy.

Timothy wouldn’t make it through, herself included. She thought the marriage was only for show. But to everyone’s surprise,

family had become too awkward for words. After all, everyone would only make fun of the Barrett family, the richest family in Bern City, because of its scion marrying a regular

kept a secret for the past

let me marry Tim and even locked me up at home. I lost my chance to marry him because of that,

powerful. It’d do you good to worry about your

off the hook if

don’t want anything to happen to them, then.” Maya glanced at the divorce agreement on the coffee table,

said calmly, “I’ve already

a complete idiot.” Maya pulled a check out of her bag. “This is a million dollars. Take it as a little gift from

Mia’s

think it’s too little. This would be ten years’ worth of your pay as a carer. Take the money and stay away from