Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 865

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Tension immediately filled the air as Mia turned to see Timothy and Dylan standing in front of the car door.

She remained silent, curious about their confrontation.

However, Dylan showed no signs of yielding. He stood casually by the door, blocking Timothy's access. "Sorry, but Mia and I have plans to dine together tonight. It just doesn't feel right having a bodyguard in tow, you know?" Dylan was taken aback by the bodyguard's audacity. He had never encountered one so bold as to insist on sitting in the backseat with their employer.

Yet, Timothy stood his ground. "As her bodyguard, it's appropriate forto sit here." Dylan persisted, "Actually, it's more suitable for a bodyguard to sit in the front passenger seat." The two men locked eyes, neither showing any sign of backing down.

In the next moment, Dylan turned to Mia and proposed, "Mia, why don't you decide? Where should the bodyguard sit?" Mia paused briefly before suggesting, "How about we all sit together and make room for everyone?" Timothy's expression soured instantly at Mia's suggestion. Through clenched teeth, he objected, "Mia, are you serious? I have no desire to play the third wheel!" Dylan's temper flared at Timothy's retort. "Watch your language, Mr. Bodyguard," he shot back sharply. "Please keep it civil. There's no need to make a fuss about 'three's a crowd'.

"Mia and I are simply friends, and you're her employee. We're just going out for a meal like any other group of friends. If you hadn't insisted on sitting beside Mia, none of this would have happened!" Mia's smile faltered slightly at Timothy's remark. With a smirk, she offered, "Dylan, why don't you csit with me?" Dylan's demeanor turned smug as he glanced meaningfully at Timothy. "As a bodyguard, you should know how to follow protocol." With that, Dylan stooped to enter the car and forcefully closed the door.

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Outside, Timothy stood alone, adjusting his tie in frustration. His gaze briefly darkened as he glanced at the two figures inside the car.

In all his years, he had never encountered a manipulative "nice guy" who could outwit him! Indeed, Timothy found Dylan's behavior utterly repulsive.

As Peyton was about to enter the car, Timothy blocked his path and nonchalantly claimed the front passenger seat.

His movements were poised and unruffled, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

Upon seeing his seat taken, Peyton hesitated, casting a wary glance at Timothy. As he observed Timothy's somber expression, Peyton couldn't shake the sense of impending danger lingering in the air.

Peyton quickly retreated, clearing his throat. "Um, I'll just go sit in the other car at the back," he muttered.

Choosing not to challenge Timothy for the seat, Peyton wisely stepped aside. After all, no one present knew Timothy's true identity.

Nonetheless, Peyton was well aware that Timothy wasn't just any bodyguard; he was the CEO of the esteemed Barrett Group in Bern City.

Considering the possibility of Timothy becoming Mia's future husband, Peyton realized it would be unwise to compete with him now.

Peyton chose to join the other bodyguards in the back of the car.

Sof them couldn't help but speculate, "Who is this Mr. Barrett exactly? He has the nerve to stand up to Miguel without any repercussions could there be more to his relationship with Ms. Lane?" "I believe so. Despite rumors about Ms. Mia's relationships with men, we, as her bodyguards, know the truth.

"Ms. Mia has always maintained her integrity and hasn't been romantically involved with anyone except for this particular bodyguard, who appears to be an exception." Indeed, none of the bodyguards were privy to Timothy's background.

All they knew was that he had seemingly emerged out of nowhere, projecting an indifferent attitude toward everyone. The complexity of his relationship with Mia only added to the mystery surrounding him. .

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With a cryptic tone, Peyton cautioned, "Smatters are best left unquestioned." .

After all, Mia had explicitly instructed Peyton to keep Timothy's identitym under wraps. Nonetheless, Peyton Washish enough to risk provoking Timothy into a confrontation. .

As Peyton glanced toward the car ahead, he quietly commended Gom himself for choosing to sit in the other car. He imagined the scene unfolding in the front car would be nothing short of a battlefield! .

Meanwhile, Mia felt a chill emanating from the passenger seat.

Sensing the tension, Dylan swiftly redirected the conversation toward recent events in the entertainment industry, effectively diffusing the somber atmosphere inside the car.

As Mia listened to Dylan, her face brightened with a continuous smile. After all, Dylan always had a wealth of juicy gossip to share whenever he visited.

Seated in the passenger seat, Timothy couldn't help but notice the laughter and animated chatter emanating from the back seat. His expression darkened as he observed how effortlessly Dylan seemed to lift Mia's spirits.

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