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Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 61
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Chapter 61

Mia raised her brow. “Laura wasn’t saying that she would only get the surgery done once I was

pregnant. She wants you to have a baby. You’re not getting any younger, and you might be too old for it

in the future.”

“Did you just call me old, Mia?”

“That’s not the point, Mr. Barrett. If you want to persuade Laura to get the surgery done, you should

knock someone up as soon as possible. Many women would love to carry your child. Sleep with a

different woman every night, and one of them is bound to get pregnant.”

Timothy frowned. “What makes you think I’m someone like that?”

Sleep with a different woman every night? Who did she think he was>

“When push comes to shove, Maya is available. You two are a match made in heaven so of course,

you should get married and build a family with her.”

Mia looked at Timothy defiantly.

Mia’s words did not make Timothy happy. Instead, it annoyed him further. He let go of Mia. “I want to

build a family with my legal wife.”

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“Then let’s visit the city council tomorrow. We finalize the divorce procedures. Then, you marry Maya

right away. She will become your legal wife.”

“You’re doing all this just to tell me that you want to get rid of me as soon as possible so that you can

marry your new boyfriend.” Timothy was peeved. His feet accidentally stepped on a bottle, which

prompted him to

look down.

That bottle looked like something that came out of Mia’s bag.

Mia panicked and tried to retrieve the bottle but Timothy was faster than her.

Mia tried to snatch the bottle from him. “It’s mine.”

Timothy raised his arm and looked at Mia. “Is it something I shouldn’t know? Because you seem to

care a lot

about it.”

Mia watched with widened eyes as Timothy toyed with the bottle.

Her anxious expression made Timothy believe that something was off about the bottle.

What could it be? Birth control pills?

Timothy then read the label-vitamins. His facial expression relaxed. “It’s just vitamins. Why are you

kicking up a fuss? You know, you shouldn’t take vitamins. You should take supplements that make you

smarter.”

Mia grabbed the bottle of folic acid from Timothy’s hands. Luckily, she had swapped the bottle on her

way here.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to explain the whole situation. She stashed the bottle away

with her

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With the bag in her hands, Mia said, “I should go now. If they come here again, just kick them out.”

“They’ll come back to pester you?”

Mia looked at Timothy, stunned. Was Timothy concerned about her?

Timothy then explained in an awkward tone. “Don’t get me wrong. I don’t want the fiasco today to

happen again. I hate having strangers over.”

Mia knew it. She continued softly, “I’ll deal with them.” She then left the mansion without looking back.

Timothy stood in the same spot and watched Mia disappear. He sat on the couch and rubbed his

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temples. Hadn’t he made the hint obvious enough?

He was w

waiting for Mia to come to him and ask for help. He could easily get rid of Mary and Mildred but Mia

never asked him to intervene. Moreover, Mia said that she would deal with them herself. But how?

Oh, she was probably turning to her new boyfriend.

Tch.

A contemptuous look appeared on Timothy’s face, though it was unsure what he sniggered at.

Suddenly, Heath scurried to his side. “Mr. Barrett, people are still waiting for you in the conference

room.”

Moments ago, Timothy was in an important meeting. He’d received a call from home and dropped

everything he was doing to rush back.

Timothy collected himself and stood up. He shouldn’t have come back at all.

All of a sudden, his fingers grazed against another capsule bottle.

Timothy lifted it and read.

Folic acid?

Timothy peered at the bottle in his palm and asked Heath, “What is this for?”