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. Some affluent 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.

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.”

to the car. He carefully opened the door, shielding her from any potential collisions and

felt a wave of relief wash over

help but steal a glance at Timothy beside her. He was

remembered him in sleek, sophisticated suits, emanating an air of

unsettled, Mia instinctively clutched her chest. "Timothy, please, just leave me alone,” her

looked at her with surprise, noticing that she had

Was she intoxicated?

her shoulders, his voice soft as

"Then get out

appeared on Timothy's face. So, he

straightened up and casually glanced at the driver. "Start the engine and take her

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

a brief pause, Peyton suggested, "Let's head

to the Lane residence at

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