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.

back, Mia,

Hurry up and sign those divorce papers, then. You’ve held onto this position for the past three years; it’s time for you to return it

that’s the case, why didn’t you marry him three years ago when he was in a coma from

Timothy had gotten into a terrible accident. His grandmother, Laura Graham, wanted to get him a wife so he could leave some offspring behind, but the socialites that usually crowded around him wanted nothing to do

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

She thought the marriage was only for show. But to everyone’s surprise, Timothy had suddenly regained consciousness!

words. After all, everyone would only make fun of the Barrett

had been kept a secret

refused to let me marry Tim and even locked me up at home. I lost my

family from Nord City, and my brothers are all super powerful.

turned cold. “I won’t let you off the hook if you dare lay a hand

if you don’t want anything to happen to them, then.” Maya glanced at the divorce agreement on the coffee table, feeling smug. She’d waited for

calmly, “I’ve already

a complete idiot.” Maya pulled a check out of her bag. “This is

Mia’s eyes. She didn’t accept the

tell me you think it’s too little. This would be ten years’ worth of your pay as a carer. Take the