Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 38

“How is she considered a customer?” Shelly shrieked. Forcing her to apologize to

Mia made her feel worse than getting killed.

Timothy said coldly, “As a member of the Barrett family, your actions have severely

impacted our image. If you don’t apologize, you won’t be allowed to set foot in any of

the Barrett family’s malls in the future. Security, get her out of here!”

He was a ruthless, decisive leader. He didn’t give Shelly any leeway.

When Shelly saw the security guards approaching, she knew Timothy was being serious. If she were to get kicked out today and be barred from entering any of the

Barrett Group’s malls, she would be the laughingstock of the city.

In the end, Shelly shuffled over to Mia reluctantly. Her eyes were red as she glared

at Mia and snarled, “I’m sorry!”

Mia raised an eyebrow and gave Timothy a surprised look. She hadn’t expected him

to actually force Shelly to apologize to her. Or was he only doing this for the Barrett Group’s sake?

Eva asked calmly, “Is that really considered an apology? With that sort of attitude?”

Shelly almost snapped the nails that she’d just had done. What else did they want?

Timothy’s gaze was icy. “It only counts if the customer accepts your apology.”

Shelly was almost in tears. She lowered her head and said, “I’m

sorry.”

satisfied. “How about this? We’ll forgive

serves us today.”

that Shelly wanted to do,

needed to know. She had no choice but to

rooted to the spot.

as he looked at Mia. “To express our truest apologies, I’ll

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wrong with Timothy? Wasn’t he

stay here

pleased by this. Timothy looked like a pest, but

principled when it came to doing

try this

had no choice but to walk over to Eva. She looked at the evening gown

a low voice, “Why don’t we just go,

trying on evening gowns

of, Mia? We’re customers here. By the

had obviously been

hitched. Had Eva noticed something?

affluent family, remember? I cared for Mrs. Barrett

I’ve met

it looked like you guys knew each other.

for them anymore, and we’re paying customers. Remember

identity.”

Mia into the changing room. Mia looked at the evening gown in

sighed. Soon, the salesperson who’d been slapped followed her in.

to help

uh, sure. Thanks,” Mia

before her. “I should

for speaking up

met. They understood what the other

changing

a loose bun. Tendrils of hair framed