Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 560

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Heath swallowed nervously. Timothy indeed had plans for the evening. However, given the current situation, Heath knew he couldn’t acknowledge it.

He quickly replied. “There aren’t any plans tonight.”

Timothy nodded solemnly and he shifted his gaze to Jeremy, his dark eyes carrying an overwhelming

Intensity.

Just as Jeremy was about to reply, Mia swiftly intervened, “Even though Mr. Barrett is available, it’s unlikely he would join us for street food.

“Given his wealthy background, he tends to dine at Michelin–starred restaurants and has a palate for

refined tastes.

Jeremy felt a cold sweat forming on his forehead. He couldn’t help but wonder why Mia seemed to hold such strong opinions about her ex–husband.

It seemed as though Mia was subtly hinting that she wasn’t keen on dining with Timothy.

Timothy’s gaze narrowed. “Well, I’ve grown weary of Michelin–starred restaurants. I’d like to experience

food for a change.”

time, let’s all go together. There’s a decent Cagon diner near campus.

the mention of Cagon food, Mia swiftly grew quiet, choosing to withhold any further remarks.

made their way

off–limits to vehicles, the diner required a short

pathway was somewhat slippery, and the surroundings were not particularly clean or hygienic, with a constant flow of

her. He was clad in a bespoke suit, meticulously groomed from head to

shoes gleamed immaculately, with even their soles appearing cleaner than the nearby walls.

seemed entirely out of place amidst the surroundings.

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such refinement belonged in Michelin–starred restaurants and places frequented by

someone from a nearby shop accidentally splashed water, narrowly missing Timothy.

quick reflexes, his trousers bore some water

Timothy p

and nose.

from his pocket, wrinkling his nose as

Barrett, I’ve mentioned before that this place isn’t suitable for

Timothy in such a plight, Mia couldn’t help

Although it boasted delicious food, it clearly wasn’t appropriate for

the handkerchief, slipping one hand into his pocket as

lifted her head, questioning.