Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen ) novel Chapter 639

Chapter 639 

Mia didn’t expect someone to speak to her that way. 

The man touched his Volex watch similarly to how Laura touched her precious jewelry. 

It was actually an imitation and yet he cherished it so much. 

Mia cocked a brow. “Why should I do that?” 

“Miss, it must be difficult to raise a child alone. I can give you some compensation in return. How about 

that?” 

“Hubby, why should we give her money? Are you on it again because of her pretty face?” The middle- aged woman lost it. 

She took a step forward, glaring daggers at Mia. “Why are you making eyes at my husband? Are you trying to seduce him? Not a chance! 

“Besides, don’t come here if you’re poor. This ain’t a place for someone like you.” 

Mia chuckled and arched an eyebrow at them. “Who would like your husband when he looks like a swine? Oh, I guess you’re an exception.” 

“Y–You!” 

“What about me? Speaking of, why are you wearing a leather coat in this hot weather? Do you think that you’re a rich lady or what? Be careful of nightmares now that you’re wearing animal skins on you.” Mia 

didn’t hold herself back at all. 

This was 

the middle–aged woman’s first time getting humiliated. The fact that so many people, including her friends, were watching made it worse. 

Anger got the best of her as she raised her arm to slap Mia. “What gibberish are you talking about, you 

bitch!” 

This was Mia’s chance! Since the other party striked first, she could counter as self–defense. But she had to make sure she set up the right example because Ginger was around. 

However comes t 

the middle–aged woman’s hand. Timothy pinned her down with his cold 

stare. “You have no right to hit her.” 

Next, he flung his arm and the momentum pushed her onto the ground where she lay miserably. 

+15 BONUS 

Mia turned sideways to look at him. Images fleeted through her mind, but she didn’t know what they 

were. 

Had she met this man before? She couldn’t remember. 

Ginger, still in Mia’s arms, beamed widely when she noticed Timothy. “Cool!” 

Her brisk voice rippled a pleasant influence on his heart and somehow lightened his mood. 

He stroked her head. “Did you have fun?” 

“Yeah! Mr. Bodyguard helped me tons! I won a lot of prizes!” 

Her comment earned an exhausted smile from the bodyguard. That was exactly how he slowly lost himself in her pleasant chant of “Mr. Bodyguard“.