Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

"Are you referring to my supposed engagement with the Bowen family?" Mia asked, wiping away the tears of laughter with a tissue. “That was just wishful thinking on the Bowen family's part. I never agreed to be engaged to their son."

With a frown, Timothy cautioned, "As the only young lady of the Lane family, these men are naturally plotting to marry you. I suggest you not be naive and fall for their schemes."

Mia's lips formed a cold smile as she looked at him meaningfully. “I don't need you to remind me of that. After all, I've been deceived by a man before, and I won't fall into the same trap twice."

Timothy knew exactly whom Mia was referring to. He felt compelled to interject, saying, "But our situation wasn't the same."

"Of course, it was different. Our relationship was even more complicated,” Mia replied sharply. "You should be grateful that I haven't fully regained my memory. If I remembered everything, do you think I could still speak to you like this?"

Mia didn't want to waste any more words with Timothy. With the banquet approaching, she still needed to change outfits, have her makeup done, and style her hair.

Upon arriving at the studio she frequented, Mia was warmly welcomed by the manager. "Ms. Lane, are you here today for your styling session for the banquet? Do you have any specific ideas in mind?"

appearance subtly, without appearing too flashy. Considering my film's positive and uplifting

"Understood, please follow me."

all the items Mia had bought. Shortly after, someone arrived to select clothes and shoes from the purchases. Timothy had never waited for a woman during a styling session before, as he considered his time

at the nearby staff, he inquired, "How much

to

duration. Why would it take so long for a woman

Timothy asked, "Hey, do you mind if I borrow your phone for

appeared uneasy. "I'm sorry, but my phone is off-limits.” Timothy's frown deepened. It was clear that his refusal was deliberate. Peyton approached and informed Timothy, "Ms. Mia's orders are clear. We cannot lend you money or allow you to

understood the implications, but leaving Nord City at

had departed, the bodyguard stowed his phone and