Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 551

Observing Jeremy’s outstretched hand holding the business card, Mia couldn’t help but glance at Timothy. “Isn’t it considered polite to accept a business card when it’s offered?” she remarked.

Timothy arched his eyebrows mockingly. “Does he even deserve to hand me his business card?”

Jeremy’s demeanor shifted abruptly. “What do you mean by that?”

As a wealthy heir, Jeremy had never encountered such blatant disregard before.

Nonetheless, a sense of unease crept over him, especially considering the extravagant Rolls–Royce parked nearby–an opulence reserved for the elite.

“Well, the chairman of your company has personally handed me his business card. He requested investment in an artificial intelligence project that seemed to be short on funds.” Timothy’s tone

remained indifferent as he stood in the rain.

Yet his presence commanded attention, casting a shadow over those around him. Despite his passive stance, he exuded an aura of authority, seemingly towering above everyone else.

Jeremy’s expression grew uneasy upon hearing Timothy’s words.

He too was aware of the artificial intelligence project. Indeed, the chairman of Truist Financial was currently in discussions with the Barrett Group, hoping to secure investment from the CEO.

Could it be that the man before him was the president of the Barrett Group?

Jeremy awkwardly retracted his hand, a subtle reluctance flickering in his eyes.

Timothy was truly the president of the Barrett Group, Jeremy understood that

risk he could

remained somewhat skeptical

could she possibly

caliber?

lacked the credentials to engage with someone of

would be entitled to such interactions.

suspect that Timothy might be

stole a glance at Timothy before her. Was

wealth?

in front of Mia, holding his umbretta. Til drop you

demeanor, Timothy exuded

surrounding crowd.

female classmates nearby cast admiring glances. This handsome

personally come to escort

interaction, Ramona, consumed by jealousy, couldn’t resist but interject. “Excuse me, sir.

you acquainted with Mia?”

his gaze toward her. His features were strikingly

“Mia is

and her family is poor.

she flaunts now is just a facade, provided by her sugar daddy who showers her

and bags!”

regarded Ramona with a composed expression before

classmate. I’ve known her since childhood, and I can vouch for the kind of