Chapter 139

TIMOTHY POV

Timothy had grown weary of the constant summons to dinners with Stella. It seemed that she had made it her mission to integrate herself into his life, and it was a mission he had no choice but to begrudgingly accept. So, when yet another dinner invitation arrived, he couldn’t summon the enthusiasm to decline.

As Timothy arrived at his family’s imposing home, he had expected a quiet evening with Stella, Kamran, and Andy. However, the scene that greeted him was far from what he had anticipated. Most of his relatives had gathered in the grand dining room, their animated conversations filling the air.

Timothy’s brow furrowed as he took in the sight. A family gathering was at the bottom of the list of things he could handle now. He had no desire to engage in the social niceties that family gatherings often entailed.

As he entered the dining room, Timothy’s eyes landed on Andy amongst the sea of

atives. He couldn’t help but notice the way his family members fawned over Andy. They spoke on his aspirations and big business deals, and Andy took it all in with a cheesy grin.

His Aunt Margot leaned in to whisper something to Andy, her laughter filling the room. His uncle patted Andy on the back, offering words of praise.

A large hand clapped down on his shoulder and Timothy whirled around. He was met with the stern his father, who greeted him in the most underwhelming way possible.

“You made it. Finally,” Kamran grumbled, downing the rest of his drink. “Wish you could show up on time, like your brother.”

Timothy’s irritation simmered beneath the surface as he watched Andy revel in the attention. It wasn’t that he begrudged his brother’s success or charm, but rather the blatant favoritism that grated on his nerves. He had always felt like the black sheep of the family, the one who never quite measured up to their expectations.

Stella, sitting beside him, seemed unfazed by the family’s adoration of Andy. She carried herself with a grace and poise that had undoubtedly been honed through years of social maneuvering. Her smile was polite, her words carefully chosen.

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She was made for this world. Timothy couldn’t comprehend it.

“Timothy, darling,” she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of sweetness, “isn’t it wonderful to see your family all in one place?”

Timothy couldn’t muster the same enthusiasm. There were some non–family individuals lingering about. It also wasn’t often that his family came around at all, but they weren’t going to turn down a nice evening in a luxurious mansion.

“It’s something,” he replied, his tone curt.

Timothy’s eyes narrowed as he watched Andy, resplendent in a tailored suit, basking in the attention of their relatives. It was a role Andy had grown. accustomed to

the golden boy, the successful businessman, the one who had made all the right choices.

face as he approached the table, trying

attention returned to Andy. “Oh, haven’t seen him in ages,” he

just discussing my recent deal with that new tech

in conversation, but he couldn’t help himself. “That’s impressive, Andy, but you know, the playoffs are coming up, and we’re

“You’re still doing hockey, Timothy? Isn’t

a dagger to Timothy’s ego. He had dedicated his life to his sport, which his mother understood. But in the

patted him on the shoulder, her smile widening. “It’s just entertaining him for the

Andy continued to bask in the spotlight, regaling the family with stories of his latest achievements and adventures. It was as if

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him with a forced smile. “Timothy, dear,” she said, her voice dripping with false cheerfulness, “why don’t you tell us what you’ve been up

had grown accustomed to, a reminder of his perceived shortcomings

work,” he replied tersely, his gaze fixed

assert his dominance, chimed in. “Ah, Timothy’s work is truly remarkable. He’s made quite a

“I’d appreciate it if you

dining table. Timothy’s outburst had disrupted the carefully orchestrated harmony

to diffuse the situation. “Let’s not ruin this lovely evening with arguments,” she said, her voice calm

been building within him for so long finally spilled over. “Family?” he

me.”

Andy barked out a laugh. “Little

beneath the surface as he locked eyes with

to you,” Timothy said, his voice hoarse with raw emotion. “Everyone in this family adores you. Why do you insist on kicking

as he responded, “Maybe they adore me because I actually contribute

hung in the air like a challenge,

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Chapter 139

that he had often felt like an outsider in the Hayes family, a mere

retorted, his voice a low growl. “They love you now, but what would happen if your bank account was just a few zeroes

than you. Maybe you should just accept the little bit of attention that Kamran

Timothy could respond, Andy’s words took a darker turn. “And speaking of Kamran, I can’t wait for the day he finally drops that sick mother of yours for

and the idea that his own brother would wish her, the very women who treated him like a son, harm was too much

fists, his anger reaching its breaking point. “I should

at his brother, Kamran’s voice rang out, cutting through the tension in the

room,

simmering beneath the

patriarch of the Hayes family, had a way of demanding attention and respect. He was a commanding presence, with a sharp

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