Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 55

A hint of mockery flashed in Mia’s eyes as she looked at the order. She’d furnished every inch of the marital home with her heart, and a certain someone had disregarded it like it meant nothing. Now, they even wanted her to design a new home for her ex-husband and his first love!

They’d crossed the line with this!

It looked like they wouldn’t let her off the hook; they were constantly trying to provoke her. Since backing down

wouldn’t resolve the problem, Mia would probably be better off facing them directly.

As long as they weren’t afraid of the consequences, what would she have to fear?

Mia’s eyes flashed coldly. She called the number indicated in the order. Heath’s voice rang out awkwardly on the other end of the line. “Ahem. Mrs. Barrett.”

“You don’t have to call me that now that we’ve signed the divorce papers. I’ll cut to the chase-you guys are the ones behind that online order, right?”

Heath nodded. “Yes.”

“I’ll accept it, but I have a condition. I want to be paid tenfold,” Mia said.

Mr. Barrett on this, Mrs. Barrett.” Heath hurried into Timothy’s office after hanging up. Mr. Barrett, Mrs. Barrett just contacted me on the order. She said that she’ll only

“Tenfold? She wants a million

changed one bit. She had the nerve to demand a

back. “Do you

designers, Mr. Barrett. All of them asked for more than 100 thousand dollars, so we’ve already spent more than 500 thousand dollars on them. It’d actually be worth it if we could spend a little more to hire a designer who can get

“How are you so sure

times because he hadn’t been happy with any of their

a while, Timothy asked,

said tentatively, “It is a little expensive. Maybe

her accept the order. I won’t pay her the remainder of the fees if I’m not

easy to earn

sweat from

1/2

Heath. She smirked and happily accepted the deposit. Cha-ching-that

the place. Before leaving, she realized she’d run out of folic acid. As she passed by a pharmacy, she dropped by to get a bottle each of

her marital home. One of the maids, Holly Stow, was pleasantly

the hall. It was familiar to her, but many of the decorations had been changed. Somehow, they just didn’t go well together. She

did. I heard he did it on