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?

serves us today.”

the last thing on earth that Shelly

she needed to know. She had no choice but

rooted to the spot.

either. He stood to one side as he looked at Mia. “To express our truest apologies, I’ll stay here to

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Timothy? Wasn’t he a busy

time to stay here and keep an eye on

Eva was pretty pleased by this. Timothy looked like a pest, but

when it

and try this on,” she

to walk over to

voice,

really handle trying on

afraid of, Mia? We’re customers here. By the

had obviously been

something? She answered in a

affluent family, remember? I cared for Mrs. Barrett

met all the

wonder it looked like you guys knew each other. Don’t

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

identity.”

changing room. Mia looked at the

salesperson who’d been

help

uh, sure. Thanks,” Mia

her. “I should

speaking up for

gazes met. They understood what

stepped out of the changing room in the evening gown.

bun.