Timothy held back his anger as he stared at Miguel. "So, has she used this tactic to coerce other men into being with her before?"

Miguel hesitated briefly. That wasn't exactly the case; usually, it was men pursuing Mia.

Thinking Timothy might be concerned, Miguel continued earnestly, "Timmo, these are valuable life lessons. You must pay attention. Spending a year with Ms. Mia can earn you more money than a lifetime elsewhere. Honestly, you won't lose out.”

Timothy brushed off Miguel's hand and spoke coldly, "Keep your advice to yourself."

Observing Timothy's defiance, Miguel's expression shifted. "Timmo, don't act out of line. You're a new employee here, and your future here is in my hands!"

Timothy was taken aback.

In the past, someone like Miguel wouldn't have even been worthy to stand before him.

Timothy stood up and silently moved aside, completely disregarding Miguel. If it weren't for the necessity to remain there, Timothy would have dealt with Miguel long ago.

She glanced around the room and noticed several bodyguards on

forward. "Ms. Mia, are you referring to Timmo?" "Timmo?" Mia couldn't help

us. He's still new, so he's got some toughening up to do,"

saw Timothy returning with several cups of coffee. Even behind his oversized sunglasses, Timothy's stern

was clear that Timothy

Timothy approached Mia with another cup in hand. "Here, this one's

handed the cup back. "This isn't the flavor I prefer, and it's too sweet. Timmo, it seems like you

studio. Outside, she couldn't help but stifle a laugh as she covered her mouth. She hadn't expected Miguel to refer to Timothy as

anyone had dared to

behind Mia, observing her in her stunning evening gown, particularly the slit that showcased her slim, fair,

of his coffee, feeling increasingly frustrated. With a frown, he promptly disposed of it in the

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