Timothy calmly descended the stairs and glanced at Mia. "You left your bag behind."

Only then did Mia realize that Timothy was holding her makeup bag. She must have left it on the chair while she was touching up her makeup earlier.

Mia intended to step forward to retrieve it, but Claude beat her to it, snatching the bag and casting a wary glare at Timothy.

“You've got quite the nerve. Despite knowing this is Nord City, the Lane family's territory, you still dare to come here alone, confronting your own fate head-on."

Timothy responded politely, "My daughter is sick, so it's only natural for me to come and visit her."

Upon hearing this, Connor suddenly erupted in anger. "You claim Ginger is your daughter, yet you almost had her aborted!

"Do you even grasp the immense effort Mia put into bringing Ginger into this world? You're not worthy of being called her father.”

know I've come up short, especially in raising Ginger. That's why I'm determined

the phrase “better late than never? The Lane family lacks nothing, and certainly not your delayed

my own." Timothy's words sparked anger in Claude. Rolling up his sleeves, he declared, "Very well, I'll personally teach you a lesson today. I've been itching to confront you for a while, and now that you've come to me, don't

would

in when Connor stopped her. "Mia, quickly get in the

remarked, "Mia, hurry and deliver the bone marrow. I need to

of the phrase "private conversation." It was clear that it wouldn't be a casual discussion. Before Mia could respond,

back, Mia saw a group of black-clad

seemed to be spiraling out

scene, Mia couldn't help but ask Connor, "Will this

does, it doesn't matter. Timothy owes

such violence really justified?" Mia pondered

had anticipated this outcome, which was why she

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