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?

his phone aside grumpily, Timothy rubbed his temples. He couldn't shake

he himself wouldn't

was brightly lit. All the maids were busy preparing tonight's

in Sage's room, helping him

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

She felt that it looked

Sage telescopes, and she researched some telescope brands.

Sage chose to keep it

asked, "Why did you

performance is great, and it's easy to operate. Plus,

about it but could not find one. After all, limited-edition telescopes were like luxurious bags in the eyes of

of luck

still opening the gifts in his room, she left and went to the

her and asked, "How is Sage? How is he

fine. This is his home after all, so I'm sure he can adapt well. But there are too many presents, and he doesn't like them

room, So

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

one. I think the others bought a few as