Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Upon hearing this, Timothy remained unfazed. He turned to Mia and remarked, "Since the paparazzi have already captured rumors about us, would there be compensation if I had a casual chat with them now?"

Mia clenched her teeth, cautioning, "Timothy, you're overstepping your bounds.”

Timothy maintained his composure as he continued, "If you want me to stay silent, it's quite simple. Just provide me with the salary I'm owed." Ultimately, Mia yielded and instructed Peyton to issue Timothy his wages for the two days. After all, Timothy had kept his end of the bargain.

In this critical moment, Mia couldn't afford any information to leak to the media.

Taking the 50 dollars, Timothy offered Mia a wry smile. “Is this the standard rate for being your bodyguard?"

Peyton intervened to explain, "That's because you're still in a trial period. Once your employment is official, your salary will double. For now, this is the rate.”

Timothy remained silent as he pocketed the 50 dollars. Nonchalantly, he stood up and exited the room.

Mia hurried after him, her tone urgent. "Are you planning to go to the mall now? The paparazzi photos likely haven't been removed yet. If you go now, you're bound to be seen!"

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at Timothy's unyielding attitude. What did he mean

had to

stormed off to the mall

expression from the corner of his eye, his

their way to an exclusive elevator that took them

sofa, Mia addressed Timothy, saying, "You can have whatever you need delivered

Timothy were to venture outside now,

a similar manner, with dedicated staff bringing items to the VIP room for his

politely asked, "May I assist you in finding something,

her, Mia suggested, "You should ask him." Timothy turned to the attendant and requested, "I need to pick

Mia propped her chin up and glanced over, remarking, “Timothy, you've only got 50 bucks. How can you be so bold as to ask for the

the air, the VIP room fell into