Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 322

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After uttering these words, Timothy turned and walked toward the operating room.

Mia was somewhat taken aback. Timothy’s silence was unusual, considering that in the past, he

might have sided with Maya and perceived the situation as Mia’s fault.

Mia had initially braced herself for a confrontation, but Timothy’s unexpected behavior caught her

off guard.

The surprise wasn’t limited to Mia, even Sharon and Maya were shocked. Mia had been

remarkably arrogant a moment ago, yet Timothy seemed unfazed.

Mia, unwilling to waste any more time with Sharon and Maya, proceeded toward the operating

room.

Sharon suggested reluctantly, “Let’s go. We should follow them.”

Just then, a bodyguard unexpectedly intercepted Sharon and Maya.

“Apologies, Mrs. Barrett, but Mr. Barrett has instructed that unrelated individuals cannot approach

the operating room.”

infuriated, restrained herself in front of Sharon.

what was the deal with the document Mia had

worry. Mia is not pregnant. So,

paper.

the time Mrs. Barrett Senior’s surgery is over, it will have exceeded the waiting period

their divorce is finalized, they will have no further ties,” Sharon

hearing Sharon’s explanation, Maya felt

Mia wasn’t expecting, the document held

Maya and escorted her

nearby, harbored some skepticism. Just a while ago, Wilhelmina had messaged her with evidence confirming Mia’s

found herself unable to contact Wilhelmina afterward. It seemed as though

without a trace.

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it be that Wilhelmina was evading Maya’s phone calls out of guilt? Could it perhaps stem from

couldn’t help but find Mia’s

in secret and signed the document, wouldn’t that potentially give her control over the Barrett family in

still be able to enjoy her benefits in the

was resolute in confirming whether Mia was truly

gazed at the blinking red light, her body tensing

skills, worry lingered in Mia’s

surgery was an affair filled with risks

procedure remained unknown, and unforeseen

transpire.

on a chair, fervently praying for Laura’s