Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Timothy’s tone grew serious. “She owns a VIP membership card, and as a VIP guest, she is entitled to its privileges!”
Sharon’s anger flared up instantly as she exclaimed, “Tim! Mia, this bitch, had the audacity to bully us, and yet you still treat her like a VIP just because of some rules!”
“Mom, it seems like you’re seeking retaliation because you were kicked out for not being a VIP member, and now you want me to help you get even.
“However, as the CEO of the Barrett Group, I am not authorized to engage in such actions. If I were to compromise our principles first, who would want to associate with the Barrett Group in the future?”
“But you’re my son. Is it truly so difficult to advocate for your mother?”
Timothy responded nonchalantly, “I can assist you in handling this situation, but you’ll need to explain the repercussions to the board yourself.”
Upon hearing this, Sharon angrily slammed the phone down.
Shelly asked cautiously, “What happened? Did Timothy agree?”
“Agree my ass! I think he’s completely under Mia’s spell!”
Sharon was furious, yet she hesitated to let Timothy act on her behalf. She dreaded facing the board of directors; their inevitable criticism would surely damage her reputation!
Stomping her foot in frustration, Sharon declared, “Let’s go.”
Shelly had no choice but to comply, secretly longing for a VIP membership card herself. Imagine the luxury of selecting from the newest and most exclusive items!
Meanwhile, Timothy stared blankly at his phone.
Recalling Sharon’s remarks, Timothy couldn’t resist checking Mia’s Instagram. There, he stumbled upon.
her recent post. She wrote: “Graduation season calls for fresh wardrobe additions!”
She shared a selfie showcasing her new attire, her round face appearing charming under the soft lighting, accentuating the delicate hairs framing her cheek.
Timothy gazed at the photo briefly before proceeding to open his direct messages to compose a message.
Meanwhile, at the mall, Mia lounged on the sofa, clutching the VIP membership card. Eva, what’s so special about this membership card?”
Initially, she had regarded it as just another membership card. However, after Shelly’s revelation, she realized its significance.
Apparently, it had the authority to evict guests, with even Sharon being promptly escorted out of the store!
Eva hesitated, uncertain of what to do next. Should she inform Mia beforehand?
Mia looked at Eva. Everything felt surreal to her, especially when Eva gave the other party a reality check by flashing her VIP membership card.
Eva was so cool.
Eva let out a wry cough. “Your brothers¡® businesses are on the roll lately. The companies that are supposed to be listed are listed. I previously invested my wedding gift in their startups and I now should receive my returns, shouldn’t I?”
“Is this how successful their businesses are?” Something felt off to Mia, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
Eva went silent for a moment. When she was going to say something, Mia’s phone rang.
Mia checked her phone and realized that it was a message from Timothy. ¡®Done shopping?”
She had a guess¨CSharon might’ve snitched to that bastard.
“Mia, who’s texting you?” asked Eva.
“A friend.” Hurriedly, Mia kept her phone.
The store manager approached her with a warm smile. “This is a bag from our latest collection. It complements the dress really well. Do you like it?”
Eva’s eyes casually observed the bag. “Oh, it’s rare to come across this kind of leather. Why didn’t you bring it out earlier? Were you afraid that I couldn’t afford it?”
The manager said apologetically, “No. We have a rule for selling this bag. We have to wait three days before we can sell it.”
That strange rule piqued Mia’s interest. “If so, why are you bringing it out right now?”
“We’d like to make up for the misunderstanding that occurred, Mrs. Barrett.”
“Mrs. Barrett?” Her expression shifted. “Did Timothy tell you to do this?”
Realizing that she had made a slip of the tongue, the manager covered her mouth out of fear.
Eva pulled Mia’s hand. “We don’t need this bag, Mia. Tell Timothy Barrett that we can afford these bags. We don’t need the Barretts!”
Eva didn’t seem to be surprised at all. Besides, she didn’t question anything about Timothy when Shelly misspoke a while ago.
Baffled, Mia asked, “Eva, have you long known what happened between Timothy and I?”
“Seems like I can’t keep it a secret anymore.” Eva motioned for the store manager to leave before sighing. “Silly girl. Why didn’t you tell us sooner? About you and the Barretts? Are you afraid of causing us trouble?”
Mia gave a nod. “Yeah, we’re in Bern City. Plus, there’s nothing between us anymore, so I figured there’s no need to tell you guys about it.”
“That’s your one¨Csided thought, Mia. I don’t think Timothy feels the same way. He even gifted you such an expensive bag!”
There was an unnatural shift to Mia’s expression as she lowered her voice. “He’s worried that his grandmother might find out about our divorce. It’ll take a toll on her health.”
Eva scoffed, “That’s why Timothy, that jerk, doesn’t want to divorce?”
“Yeah,” answered Mia,
Eva slammed the couch in a fit of fury. “Don’t be afraid, Mia. Leave the divorce to Jason. We’ll make sure to empty his bank accounts!”
“I know how to deal with this, Eva.”
“Mia, oh, Mia, You’ve suffered a lot because of the Barretts during those three years, haven’t you? I can tell from how haughty your mother¨Cin¨Claw is. But things are different now. You have us, your family. We’ve got your back. There’s nothing to be afraid of. Dominic and I will go to their doorstep and demand an explanation. How dare that witch bully you! She’s got a death wish!”
That was the last thing Mia wanted.
She pulled Eva’s hand. “Eva, I just want to leave in peace. I don’t want to have anything to do with them anymore.”
“You’re being too understanding, Mia. It pains me to see you like this. Don’t worry. At the upcoming party this weekend, every one of us is there for you.”
Eva gritted her teeth, recalling that a charity auction would be held during the party.
Considering that the Barretts were the host, Eva was resolute to teach them a lesson that night.
How could she simply turn a blind eye to Mia’s suffering when Dominic couldn’t either?
Meanwhile, Mia simply assumed that Eva had given up on a retaliation, hence the sigh of relief. “We’ve bought the clothes we need. Let’s go home.”
“Okay. Bill, please.” Eva bought many clothes as though they were worth nothing. She seemed used to it.
That strange feeling stirred in Mia again.
Still, Eva’s spending wouldn’t cause a problem because Dominic and the others were raking in big money.
Together, they returned home with fruitful shopping. Patricia kept rambling about how wasteful they were at the sight of the pile of clothes, but that didn’t stop her from getting changed into new clothes happily.
Mia washed up and lay in bed. Her phone buzzed. A text read: “Why didn’t you take the bag? It suits your dress.”
Timothy Barrett, again.
She thought of a reply to that: “Because I don’t like it.”
As soon as she sent the message, Timothy called her.
Although she hesitated for a moment, she answered the call. “Hello? Anything?”
“Congratulations on reuniting with your family. Grandma will be happy to hear the news”
Silence dawned on her for a second. “I’ll tell her about it soon.¡®
“I heard your family is quite rich. Who are they?”
“They’re from Nord City. They’re not that rich, but they doted on me. They’re generous with money whenever it comes to me.”
“No wonder you didn’t care about money when we divorced.”
Sharon’s distorted expression conjured in her head, lifting her spirits. “Yes, because I don’t lack money.”
Timothy’s chest tightened when he heard that. Often, he had the feeling that Mia was getting farther and farther away from his reach.
She smiled. “Oh, Mrs. Barrett snitched on me, didn’t she?”
“Yup, she asked me to drive you guys out of the mall.”
“Why didn’t you do as she said?”
“I’m a businessman. This is the rule of thumb in the business world. You guys own a VIP membership card, so you have the right to have the whole place to yourselves.”
Mia didn’t know how to respond to that. “You are a qualified businessman, Timothy Barrett.”
Then, she hung up the call.