Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

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Mia glanced at Timothy. "Do you believe someone orchestrated this incident deliberately?" "An impulsive, hot-headed young heir assaulting a woman at today's gala—such news surfacing could undoubtedly tarnish your film promotion," Timothy remarked.

"We've witnessed similar incidents at past events as well. Saffluent men tend to let their privilege cloud their judgment." Mia couldn't shake off the suspicion that this incident might have been planned.

Timothy's tone deepened. "But isn't it too much of a coincidence that this incident occurred on the night of your film promotion gala? Who would dare to intentionally offend you?" "You raise a valid point," Mia acknowledged.

Sensing something amiss, she turned to Peyton and instructed, "Investigate Chuck's background as well as his recent connections." Despite just returning to the country, Chuck was acting audaciously, even going as far as to bring bodyguards while Mia was changing. It was fortunate that Timothy was there to intervene and stop him.

Given the circumstances, it seemed Chuck might be a pawn manipulated by someone else.

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But who could be plotting against Mia? After the gala ended, Mia bid farewell to the guests and friends, feeling slightly intoxicated. Luckily, no further issues arose during the evening.

As Mia stepped outside, the cool breeze made her head feel heavy, and she felt a bit unsteady on her high heels. "Watch your step." Timothy's steady hand gently supported Mia's shoulder as he guided her safely to the car. He carefully opened the door, shielding her from any potential collisions and ensuring her head was protected.

Seated in the car, Mia felt a wave of relief wash over her.

She couldn't help but steal a glance at Timothy beside her. He was clad in his black security uniform, sleeves rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms.

In Mia's thoughts, images of Timothy flashed through her mind. She mostly remembered him in sleek, sophisticated suits, emanating an air of aloofness and coldness with his distant, icy eyes.

Feeling unsettled, Mia instinctively clutched her chest. "Timothy, please, just leavealone," her voice echoed softly in the quiet car interior.

Timothy looked at her with surprise, noticing that she had closed her eyes and was murmuring for him to leave.

Was she intoxicated? Timothy gently draped his jacket over her shoulders, his voice soft as he spoke, "I can't simply leave." Mia mumbled, "Then get out of my head." A faint smile appeared on Timothy's face. So, he was on her mind after all? Timothy straightened up and casually glanced at the driver. "Start the engine and take her home," he instructed.

His tone was calm and authoritative, unlike that of a typical bodyguard.

The driver instinctively complied, turning to Peyton in the passenger seat. "Where should we go?" After a brief pause, Peyton suggested, "Let's head to Meadowview Estate." It wouldn't be prudent to send Mia back to the Lane residence at such a late hour.

If the Lanes were to discover Mia with Timothy, it could lead to considerable trouble.

The vehicle soon pulled up outside Meadowview Estate.

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Timothy crouched down and gently lifted Mia out of the car. She seemed to have drifted off to sleep, her eyes barely open.

As Timothy carried Mia into the living room, he couldn't help but notice that the villas decor beautifully mirrored her taste. .

The maid, Gertrude Montgomery, approached them and asked, "Is Ms. Mia drunk?" Timothy's expression remained stoic. "Where is her bedroom?" "I-It's upstairs, letshow you," Gertrude stammered.

This was the first tshe had seen this particular bodyguard. Despite his ve! undeniable charm, there was a distinct air of aloofness surrounding him. .

Peyton also followed them upstairs. Turning to Timothy, she suggested, "Mr. Barrett now that Ms. Mia is home, perhaps you should lay her down." .

Timothy replied curtly, "She's not heavy."

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