Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Connie inwardly scoffed, questioning whether this penniless bodyguard could truly be the CEO of Barrett Group. Something about the situation didn't sit right with her.

Suddenly, Lewis erupted into laughter. "Mom, what on earth are you talking about? This man clearly isn't the CEO of Barrett Group. Mia, it seems like your deception has been uncovered, hasn't it?"

Mia blinked in confusion. "What do you mean? Shouldn't Caleb be able to confirm Timothy's identity?"

"Are you saying he's Caleb? Please, let's not joke around. I've met Mr. Gomez before. This man is definitely not Caleb," Lewis insisted.

In a fleeting moment, Mia and Caleb exchanged a meaningful glance. Pointing to himself, Caleb said, "If I'm not Caleb Gomez, then who is?" "Okay, young man, you can stop the charade. I know you're just an actor Mia hired at the last minute. Perhaps you're even her bodyguard, posing as Mr. Gomez to vouch for the identity of this penniless bodyguard. But I bet you didn't anticipate that I've actually met the real Mr. Gomez, did you?" Lewis countered.

Mia was momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond.

to have encountered Caleb before. But was the person Lewis met

that someone was impersonating both Timothy and

think I'm a bodyguard? That's absurd. I couldn't possibly be a bodyguard, especially not like some people.” He certainly didn't need to become a bodyguard to get close to someone. Of course, Caleb didn't vocalize the second half of the sentence. Connie interjected, "Enough with the

heir to the second wealthiest family in Bern City—the Gomez family. How could he possibly be a bodyguard like

his eyebrows in disbelief. Since when did the Gomez family become the

dig up these fools?" Mia let out a weary sigh. "It's a long story. I assumed you could confirm Tim's identity, but I never imagined they wouldn't even recognize you." Lewis quickly interjected, "Mia, come on, cut

to be Mr. Barrett and

you're scrambling in embarrassment, desperately trying to shift the blame by insinuating I

Mia's obviously

to such dimwits. Don't you feel