Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Upon hearing this, a hint of wariness flashed in Mia's eyes. Could it be that Timothy had already sensed something?

Their gazes locked for a brief moment. Unable to contain her curiosity, Mia spoke up, "What do you think I'm hiding?"

“It sure seems like you're withholding something from me about Ginger's condition," Timothy remarked.

“You're reading too much into it," Mia replied. "At first, I was reluctant to share this with you, but who could have anticipated that Ginger would need your bone marrow? That's why I intentionally reached out to you." “Is that all there is to it?" Timothy narrowed his eyes.

"What else could there possibly be?" Mia countered. "If it weren't for Ginger's illness, you would have gone on completely unaware of her existence for the rest of your life."

As Mia's words trailed off, Timothy suddenly grasped her wrist, his gaze piercing. "Mia, since I played a part in saving Ginger's life, I believe I have the right to visit her.”

"No, you don't!"

“You're simply trying to deflect your guilt!"

Mia's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't anticipated Timothy's ongoing suspicion. How could she bluff her way through this?

We need to leave." Breathing a sigh of relief, Mia turned toward the door. However, Timothy quickly caught up, questioning, "Why do you have a doctor's

medical reasons, right? What other reason could there be?" Mia replied curtly, striding toward the car with Peyton by her

“I don't want to

bodyguards, watching helplessly as Mia got

upset Ms. Mia? Could it be that you didn't attend to her properly last night?" Miguel inquired seriously, his hand resting

soured, his lips forming a thin line. "Get your filthy hands

handsome doesn't mean you can cozy up

a punch, his frustration boiling over. "Shut

think spending one night with Ms. Mia makes you superior? How dare

a brawl, leaving Gertrude and the other bodyguards

a moment to compose herself. She glanced at Peyton and expressed her gratitude, “Thanks for your quick thinking back there. Without your help,

taken aback by how quickly Timothy had caught

shifted as he received a message from the villa. "Ms. Mia,

surprised. She hadn't anticipated Timothy getting into a physical fight; it seemed out of character for him as the aloof

became intrigued. "What