Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

One of the young men, Chuck Jones, approached and offered, "Let me see where it got torn. Perhaps I can fix it for you."

As he spoke, he reached out to take off Mia's jacket.

Mia's expression darkened, seemingly ready to react, but someone firmly grabbed Chuck's wrist. In a cold tone, the person roared, "Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on her!"

Mia turned around and saw Timothy standing behind her, feeling relieved at his protective stance.

Suddenly, having such a loyal bodyguard seemed like a blessing. Chuck, however, grew visibly angry and addressed Timothy arrogantly, saying, "You filthy bodyguard, I advise you to let go, or you'll regret it!" Stepping forward, Mia glanced at Timothy and suggested, "Perhaps you should release him. This isn't Zalantis, where lawlessness prevails. Committing murder here is illegal.”

Chuck's expression shifted abruptly. “Wait, did you say he's a bodyguard from Zalantis?"

Zalantis. Although he used to be a professional hitman, his focus now is on ensuring my

remained quiet. Seeing the change in Chuck's expression, Mia added, "I apologize for any confusion. My bodyguard is new to this role and isn't

a bag he had been carrying. "These were sent over by Mr.

him," Mia remarked, shifting her attention to the affluent young men

group of

of Mia. As they headed to the lounge, Mia glanced at Timothy and remarked, "You acted pretty

to use Dominic's name to intimidate

your level. Who would've guessed I'd end up as a Zalantis hitman?" “If I hadn't brought it up, those guys wouldn't have backed off so quickly. They just see you as a

doesn't bother me. Let them try something if they

right now, you're just a bodyguard

looked down at her, his gaze intense. "That's why I'm relying on you now," he