Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

As Mia glanced up, she couldn't help but notice Raymond approaching. With a meaningful expression, she remarked, "Well, it certainly seems that Ms. Maynard isn't particularly welcoming to me."

"Ms. Lane, perhaps you're being a bit harsh. Luna is still learning and getting used to things. Please be patient with her," Raymond interjected, attempting to mediate.

"But Ms. Maynard is in her thirties; she's an adult, not a toddler. Should I be the one bending over backward to accommodate her? Frankly, some might even question her intelligence if they knew about this."

Feeling defensive, Luna retorted, "Whom are you suggesting might have maturity issues?"

"Luna, what's with the attitude? Apologize to Ms. Lane right away, understood? She's a guest I personally invited today. How could you speak to her like that?"

Raymond's disappointment was evident as he observed Luna's behavior. He had always seen her as an intelligent woman, but it seemed she struggled to foster positive relationships with others.

"But Dad, I didn't even extend an invitation to her for today's event."

Luna had meticulously reviewed the guest list beforehand, making sure to familiarize herself with everyone attending the occasion.

for her to recognize the relatives and friends of the Shelbert family in attendance, as they might become valuable connections for

absence of the Lane family, Luna couldn't help but

distinguished guest, invited by me personally. A formal invitation wasn't

Luna's inner objections persisted. Today

up, her meticulous plans seemed to unravel. The sight of Mia earlier had

inner turmoil, Luna refrained from expressing her thoughts. After all, her

within the Shelbert family and Raymond approaching his golden

had displayed over many years. With an opportunity finally presenting itself, Luna felt a renewed determination. Swiftly altering her demeanor, Luna turned to Mia, saying, "I apologize, Ms. Lane. My

grace our event today. How could I not extend a warm welcome?

scene before turning his

done. Your restraint was impressive this time. I hope you can maintain this façade and keep your true

words. "What do you

up to some mischief, fretting over the consequences catching up with you?"

had yet to unfold, and Mia knew she