Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 112

Mia stepped out of the restaurant, and her eyes caught the gleam of a sleek black luxury car parked nearby. A subtle anticipation flickered in her gaze–was Timothy already there?

After a brief pause, Mia turned to Gina and said, “Tell everyone to go ahead. I’ll just step back inside for a moment to use the restroom.”

Retreating into the restaurant, Mia lingered in hiding for a good ten minutes. She waited patiently to make sure most of her classmates had left before making her exit.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Mia answered, hearing Timothy’s deep voice on the other end. “Come out.”

“I’m on my way.” Mia replied.

Exiting the restaurant with a casual stride, Mia observed her classmates had dispersed. Approaching the sleek black luxury car, she hurriedly opened the door and slid inside.

Timothy’s gaze sharpened. “Since when does attending class come with social commitments?” he questioned.

Mia calmly defended herself, “I just grabbed a meal with some old classmates after going back to college. It’s a casual get–together, not a mandatory commitment.”

hung between them

Timothy didn’t seem particularly worried about where Mia had been or what she had been up to. It was

days that followed, Mia stayed diligent, attending classes with unwavering punctuality. Her schedule was jam–packed, leaving her little room to dwell on other matters.

at the library, Mia’s phone buzzed with a call from Riley. “Remember, Mia, the award ceremony

haven’t forgotten,” Mia assured her.

cautious, Mia set an alarm on her phone to ensure she would be punctual and not miss the

her way to the lecture hall, Taylor intercepted

know your secret.”

with Taylor had always been strained, and it

someone gave you a ride, right?” Taylor

Mia’s expression betrayed her.

hadn’t expected her actions at the

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“Oh be honest now, Mia. Did you leave college because

in your

someone who once dropped out amass such wealth? Could it be connected

the luxury car?” Taylor

cold. “Taylor, after all these years, you’re

you behind closed doors.”

you implying? What have they been saying about me? Be clear with your words!” Taylor retorted.

the lecture hall. Inside, she