Meet My Brothers

Mia double–checked the caller’s name on her phone–it was indeed Timothy.

Perplexed, she mused, “Why on earth is he calling me? Could he have dialed the wrong number?”

The persistent ringing prompted her to answer reluctantly, “What do you want, Mr. Barrett?”

“Your adoptive parents tracked down the villa and demanded money from me.”

Mia was mortified, and a wave of embarrassment surged through her. “Drive them out. Don’t give them a single penny.”

“Deal with it yourself. I’m busy,” he curtly replied before ending the call.

After tidying up her belongings, Mia hailed a cab to the villa.

Standing before the house, memories flooded her mind. After all, she hadn’t visited the place since moving out.

A brief hesitation hung in the air before she pressed the doorbell.

The heated argument inside was audible even before the door opened.

It seemed like her adoptive parents weren’t alone–Sharon’s voice joined the fray.

Mia’s heart sank to the pit of her stomach as she wondered why Sharon would be there.

Contemplating a quick escape, Holly swung the door open with a smile. “Mrs. Barrett, you’re finally back!

Come on in.”

Suppressing her unease, Mia entered and whispered, “What is she doing here?”

“I have no idea. Anyways, things are complicated now,” Holly replied.

Fully aware of the complexity of the situation, Mia acknowledged that if Holly hadn’t opened the door promptly, she might have turned away. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

The moment Mia showed herself in the living room, all eyes fixated on her.

Mary initiated the confrontation. “Mia, you’ve finally graced us with your presence,” she said sarcastically.

She continued, “Tell your mother–in–law you hold the reins in this household! Your husband claims you make

the final decisions, but she seems to disagree.”

Sharon was livid, her hands shaking uncontrollably with anger. “Answer me, Mia Bowen! Who’s the person with the final say here? Who are you to handle my son’s finances?”

Sharon had initially arrived with plans to redecorate the house for Timothy’s second marriage.

Never in her wildest dream did she expect Mary and Bob’s unexpected visit.

Mia sighed inwardly before addressing Mia with a frosty gaze. “There’s something I haven’t disclosed. Timothy and I are divorced.”

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“What?” Mary’s expression soured.

“Mia Bowen, why keep such huge news from us? Why divorce someone as wealthy as him? Have you lost your mind? Mary lamented.

Sharon sneered, “Must I remind you that someone like Mia isn’t fit for my son? Especially with her embarrassing parents. I’m relieved they divorced. It would have been a stain on our family if words got out.”

Mia, who already hard a taste of Sharon’s sharp tongue before, turned away, pretending not to hear those awful remarks.

She looked across her shoulder at her adoptive parents.“Did you hear that? I was driven out of the place because I didn’t deserve all this. I have been living elsewhere for a long time now. I hope you’ll stop coming over here. It’ll be a disturbance to others.”

Mary voiced her skepticism, “Even if you’re divorced, he must’ve given you a lot of money. Give it to us!”

Bob concurred, “This is how it plays out in dramas. You must’ve received assets during your marriage. Hand over the money, and we’ll be on our way.”

“I hate to break it to you, but I parted ways with him without receiving a single penny. I was only able to marry him because of how shameless I was back then. We signed a prenuptial agreement–I won’t get anything after the divorce. So, give up,” Mia said.