Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 53

Shelly was still full of pent-up frustration. She hadn’t had anywhere to vent it. To make matters worse, Laura had been singing Mia’s praises. It had irritated her to no end.

Wilhelmina said pointedly, “I saw her at a small studio there. It looked like she was there for an interview.”

Shelly sat up in bed, all traces of drowsiness gone. “I need more details. Give me the address, too.”

Wilhelmina gave her a quick rundown. After that, she turned to see Mia follow Felix out of his office. Felix announced, “We have a new member joining us today, everyone. Please give Mia a warm welcome!”

Wilhelmina smirked. Mia had stolen her trophy and was even thinking of stealing the man she liked. How could she let Mia off the hook?

Mia officially started work the following day. She wanted to earn some money before she started her classes.

The receptionist approached her. “Mia, there’s a client asking for you.”

“Me?” Mia found this odd. It was her first day of work. Why would a client be looking for her?

walked over to the visitor’s waiting area to see two women seated on the couch-Sharon and Shelly.

the renovations for our home, of course. Timothy needs to renovate

son’s marrying a young woman from an affluent family, so it’s only right for him to have the house done up properly. That way, he won’t put the

“I can’t accept

and Shelly were obviously doing this on purpose. She didn’t want to

platter?” Shelly crossed her legs. “Didn’t you put in so much effort for that competition to score deals from wealthy people like us? I’ll lodge a complaint against you if

with her to teach Mia

a check. “Go ahead and fill in whatever amount you want as compensation. You might come from a regular family, but your taste

to turn down the opportunity to make money. Go ahead and take the check. This deal alone will be enough

the end, Mia smiled and accepted the check. She filled in a number before handing the check back to Sharon. She said coldly, “As long

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you know what’s good for you. Aunt Sharon won’t be petty with you.” Shelly took

of zeroes written there, her eyes bulged. “100 million dollars? Rob a

“I’m being transparent

high as a dumb interior designer like you can go. How dare you demand 100 million dollars? How greedy can you be? Let’s go, Shelly!” Sharon