Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 786

Mia was sharply stung by Timothy’s remark.

She scoffed, saying, “Even your mother considers Ginger a burden. Besides, don’t you have a son named Asher? Why are you so fixated on Ginger?”

“I’ve told you before, Asher isn’t my son!”

“If he’s not your son, then whose child is he? Timothy, you’re truly despicable!”

As Mia tried to leave, Timothy pulled her into an embrace. He lowered his head and whispered hoarsely, “It seems like this matters to you after all. Could it be that you’re jealous?”

Mia was utterly furious. She forcefully stomped on Timothy’s foot and then swiftly turned, aiming a kick toward his groin. “So, you think you’re a player, huh? Let’s see if you’ve got what it takes!”

Timothy let out a grunt, his muscles tensing, while beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

He glared at Mia as she backed away, gritting his teeth. “Stop right there!”

Nonetheless, Mia had no intention of staying. She proceeded directly to the elevator, determined to leave the hospital.

Upon reaching the hospital’s exit, she was confronted by a red sports car parked right in front of her.

her eyes, finding the sports car oddly familiar.

vehicle. “You bitch! How

caught on quickly. I guess your brain isn’t totally useless after all,” Mia remarked sarcastically.

bone marrow sample already sent away, Mia no longer needed to maintain the facade in front of Shelly. She had nothing left to fear

hadn’t expected Monalize to

the journey, Shelly had harbored doubts, pondering whether Monalize, too, had fallen prey to someone

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holding to the ground. “We have no grievances between us, so why resort to using these counterfeit goods to

exactly close, so it’s surprising

these luxury items amounts to millions of dollars. Since you boldly demanded them, I

that the heiress of the Barrett

passenger seat and walked up to Shelly. “Shelly, it seems she’s been deliberately cozying up to you

arrival, Mia finally realized how someone as gullible

people were

for a second that this is over. I’ve already sold half of those counterfeit items you gave me, and now these people

a mocking expression, “Did I personally take the money

matter if I was the one who collected it? It’s all gone now anyway. If it weren’t

problem since you collected