Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen ) novel Chapter 672

Chapter 672 

Timothy followed her gaze and spotted Luna. Luna appeared to be holding a phone and snapping pictures. 

Suddenly, Luna let out a startled scream. She hadn’t anticipated getting caught in the act of spying. 

Timothy’s expression instantly darkened. 

Mia glanced at him casually and grinned. “Mr. Barrett, I don’t think today is the right time.” 

After saying that, she stepped off the table, adjusted her clothing, and sported a mischievous smile. 

With her platinum purse in hand, Mia briskly exited the scene. 

Spotting Luna lurking nearby, Mia clicked her tongue in disapproval. “You must be envious, watching the man you can’t have with another woman, aren’t you?” 

Luna gripped her phone tightly. “Don’t get too cocky. You’re just a substitute.” 

“It’s a shame you can’t even fill in as a stand–in,” Mia sarcastically remarked, looking down at Luna. “And mark my words. Timothy will mine tomorrow!” 

“You bitch!” 

Out of nowhere, Mia delivered a forceful slap that left Luna staggering. 

Fixing Luna with a cold stare, Mia warned, “Mind your words. There isn’t a man on this planet beyond my reach. Rest assured, once I’ve had my fun, I’ll return him to you. 

“Men, you see, are like clothing. Once you grow weary of them, you’ll just replace them with something new.” 

Luna immediately called out, “Tim, did you hear what she said? Looks like she’s been deceiving you all along!” 

Mia turned around and spotted Timothy standing at the restaurant’s entrance. 

Nonetheless, she didn’t display any remorse for being caught, instead flashing a radiant smile. “Mr. Barrett, I look forward to our meeting tomorrow!” 

With that, she gracefully stepped into the elevator, even giving Timothy a wink before the doors closed. 

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Timothy stood in place, observing as Mia disappeared into the elevator, his expression. darkening. 

Mia’s nonchalant demeanor and her unwavering confidence that Timothy would take the bait, even after he overheard their conversation, left him inexplicably unsettled. 

It felt like he was being played with. 

A fleeting sensation settled in the depths of Timothy’s heart, something intangible slipping through his grasp. 

Now, Monalize seemed to embody that elusive sensation. 

“Tim did you catch what that woman just said? She’s not Mia at all. She probably knew she resembled Mia and deliberately dressed up to seduce you.” 

“Shut up!” Timothy snapped back. “Hand me the phone.” 

Anxiously, Luna responded, “I didn’t film anything just now.”