Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

"You don't have to tell me what to do, I know that," Timothy said.

When night fell, Timothy squirmed restlessly in his seat. He couldn't help but send Ginger a message. "What are you doing?"

But there was no reply, and he became agitated.

Loosening his tie, he stood in front of the window and looked at the lights emitting from other houses.

He could almost imagine how lively the Lane residence was now, but it had nothing to do with him.

He seemed forlorn.

Soon, his phone beeped. Timothy instinctively stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and ran to grab his phone.

To his surprise, his hand was trembling, and his heart was racing.

When he opened his WhatsApp, he found that it wasn't a reply from Ginger but a message from a group chat that tagged everyone.

Timothy became downhearted right away. He left the group chat in annoyance.

Why must they tag everyone at this critical moment? Were they crazy or something?

temples. He couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't

past, he himself wouldn't believe everything that was going on

lit. All the maids were busy preparing

Sage's room, helping him move all

many things piling up in his room. However, Sage still kept a few presents

telescope. She

also bought Sage telescopes, and she researched some telescope brands. However,

to keep it out of

telescope and asked, "Why did you choose to keep this particular

is great, and it's easy

had inquired about it but could not find one. After all, limited-edition telescopes

bit of luck and effort to

was still opening the gifts in his room, she

at her and asked, "How is Sage?

adapt well. But there are

room, So

them out. He'll be here in a minute. By the way,

bought one. I think the others bought a few as