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.

table, trying to muster

Uncle Charles glanced at him briefly before her attention returned to Andy. “Oh, haven’t seen him

“Timothy, we were just discussing my recent deal with that

with Andy in conversation, but he couldn’t help himself. “That’s impressive, Andy, but you know, the playoffs are coming up, and we’re working really hard to make it to the finals

Timothy? Isn’t it time you. considered a

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

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

the spotlight, regaling the family with stories of his latest achievements and adventures. It was as if he

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to him with a forced smile. “Timothy, dear,” she said, her voice dripping with false cheerfulness, “why don’t

jaw, his anger simmering beneath the surface. It was a question he had grown accustomed to, a reminder of his perceived shortcomings in the

busy with work,” he replied tersely, his gaze

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

in Andy’s direction. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t speak for me, Andy.

palpable, and a heavy silence settled over the dining table. Timothy’s outburst had disrupted the carefully

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

building within him for so long finally spilled over. “Family?” he scoffed. “Don’t kid yourselves.

me.”

a laugh. “Little brother,

just beneath the surface as he locked

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

adore me because

in the air like a challenge,

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of us had anything to contribute,” Timothy retorted, his voice a low growl. “They love you now, but what would happen if

should just accept the little bit of attention that Kamran

took a darker turn. “And speaking of Kamran, I can’t wait for the day he finally drops that sick mother

hit Timothy like a punch to the gut. His mother’s illness had been a constant source of pain and worry for him, and the idea that his own brother would wish her, the very women who treated him like a son,

his anger reaching its breaking

brother, Kamran’s voice rang out, cutting through the tension in the room like

tone silenced the room,

Andy locked gazes one last time, their anger simmering beneath the surface, before they both stepped back, unwilling

patriarch of the Hayes family, had a way of demanding attention and respect. He was a commanding presence, with a sharp intellect and an imposing demeanor. His mere presence was enough to quell any

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