Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Although she was reluctant, Maya calmly approached Shelly and whispered. “Shelly, remember, the Music School belongs to Claude.
*If this situation escalates and my brothers become aware of it, it will certainly reflect poorly on you. How do you intend to marry into the Lane family under such circumstances?”
Upon hearing this. Shelly was furious.
She couldn’t let Mia jeopardize her chances of marrying into the esteemed Lane family.
Shelly approached Mia and said through gritted teeth, “I’m sorry for what I said earlier. It was just nonsensical talk. Please don’t take it to heart.”
Mia scrutinized Shelly for a moment before speaking. “You’re fully aware that this is all baseless, yet you speak with such conviction. As a woman, how can you be so malicious?”
Shelly suppressed her frustration, recognizing the need to control her emotions for the time being. She couldn’t afford to let Mia escalate the situation.
Maya quickly interjected, “Mia, Shelly has apologized. You should call the police and explain that it was all just a misunderstanding.”
Mia remained unfazed. “I’ll speak with the police when they arrive. But before that, Shelly, I need your help with something.
*Please arrange the setup in the hall. Otherwise, your apology won’t come across as sincere.”
Shelly couldn’t hold back and snapped, “Who do you think you are, telling me what to do?”
Maya quickly stepped in and restrained her.
In the end, Shelly had no choice but to lower her head and ask, “What do you need me to do?”
“It’s simple.” Mia replied. “Just help me move all these string lights from the first floor to the second floor.
Mia gestured toward a bundle of red and white string lights nearby, her hands clasped in front of her.
“Shelly, if you and Maya can manage to carry these lights up there without assistance, I’ll explain everything to the police when they arrive. Does that sound fair?”
Judging by how they spread rumors recklessly and then just casually apologizing, it seemed like these offenders never experienced any repercussions for their actions.
Mia wondered why she should accept their apology while still having to deal with the fallout from their baseless gossip.
Shelly, unaccustomed to manual labor, reluctantly carried the bundle of string lights upstairs.
With each step, she navigated the steep stairs with a begrudging pace, muttering to herself, “It’s so dirty up there, and these stairs are incredibly steep. I even wore my new heels today.”
Maya watched idly, offering no assistance. “Shelly, take your time. There’s no need to rush.”
Mia grasped Maya and Shelly’s intentions. With a steely expression, she taunted. “If those lights aren’t relocated before the authorities arrive, I won’t hesitate to speak the truth.”
Shelly’s anxiety surged. “But how am I supposed to get everything moved in time?”
Mia turned away. “That’s your concern. However, if it’s not done by the time I return, it becomes your problem,”
Mia didn’t have time to negotiate with Maya and Shelly.
Shelly stomped her foot impatiently. “What are we going to do? I can’t possibly move all these lights by myself. Maya, you need to lend a hand.”
Maya, mindful of not wanting to disrupt the upcoming music show over the weekend, gritted her teeth and reluctantly responded, “Fine. I’ll help you move them.”
Mia stood nearby, covertly observing Maya and Shelly as they removed their high heels and started relocating the string lights.
Mia couldn’t suppress her laughter as she discreetly pulled out her phone to record the scene. It would be a shame to miss capturing such a hilarious moment.
Observing Maya and Shelly toil away, Mia’s mood significantly improved.
Once she finished recording the video, Mia resumed decorating the hall. There were still numerous details that needed to be finalized.
An hour later, Mia returned to the area and discovered Maya and Shelly sitting exhaustedly in their chairs, their makeup smudged on their faces.
As Mia approached, Maya, gasping for breath, inquired, “What did you tell the police? Why haven’t they shown up yet?”
Mia blinked innocently and responded, “Oh, that’s because I never actually called the police just now.” Maya sighed in exasperation. She couldn’t believe she had fallen for Mia’s tricks once again!
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After her reveal, Mia couldn’t help but notice that Maya and Shelly’s expressions had darkened.
Shelly, barely containing her anger, exclaimed hoarsely, “You mean you didn’t call the police?”
Mia responded casually, “Yeah, it was just a bluff to scare you guys.”
Upon hearing this, Shelly was so enraged that she sprang up from her chair, exclaiming angrily, “Mia, I’ve had enough of your antics!
“Do you know how much effort I put into moving all these lights upstairs? And now you’re telling me you didn’t even call the police?”
Taking a few steps back, Mia remarked, “You should be thankful I didn’t call them. Would you have managed to move all this stuff in time otherwise?
“Considering today’s outcome, does it really matter whether I contacted the police or not?”
Shelly was taken aback, realizing she had been manipulated by Mia.
Maya was equally furious, but she was too worn out to confront Mia any further.
Clutching her high heels, she stood up and told Shelly. “Let’s go. My back feels like it’s on the verge of giving out.”
“Agreed, my feet are blistered. I just want to go get a massage and unwind.” Shelly sighed.
Maya waved her hand dismissively. “I’m with you. Let’s leave. There’s no point in wasting any more of our time here.”
Shelly turned back, shooting a fierce glare at Mia. “Don’t think you’ve won, Mia. Your time will come!”
“Goodbye, feel free to drop by anytime,” Mia retorted sarcastically.
Just as she said that, Mia observed Maya and Shelly walking away in hurried steps.
Mia couldn’t help but laugh, especially when she remembered seeing Maya and Shelly utterly exhausted and slouched in their chairs. It was truly satisfying.
Mia wondered if Maya and Shelly would have the nerve to stir up trouble again.
With her focus on decorating the hall, Mia had little patience for dealing with these troublemakers.
She preferred they stayed away, but if they did turn up, Mia would not be accommodating at all!
Shortly after, Mia stumbled upon the VIP guest list for the event in the internal group chat, where she spotted Timothy’s name among the invitees.
Her gaze lingered on his name, surprised to find it on the guest list. Given Timothy’s busy schedule, Mia doubted he could spare time for a college music show.
Meanwhile, at the Barrett Group. Timothy emerged from the meeting room and began delegating tasks to his subordinates.
Upon returning to his office, Heath approached him. “Mr. Barrett, you’ve been invited to attend a music show hosted by Halvard University.”
Timothy glanced at the invitation, his eyes narrowing slightly. “If I recall correctly, this is the Music School overseen by Claude, the playboy, isn’t it?”
Clearing his throat, Heath confirmed, “Yes.”
Timothy scrutinized the invitation and inquired, “What’s Mia’s involvement in this music show?”
He remembered seeing Mia leaving a hotel with Claude before.
Heath hesitated before responding, “According to my findings, Ms. Bowen is responsible for decorating the hall this time. Her design proposal was accepted without needing any adjustments.”
“Hmph!”
Timothy stared at the invitation, his expression darkening. He hadn’t anticipated Claude to be so skilled at charming women.
Just then, a staff member from the secretary’s office knocked on the door and entered. “Mr. Barrett, there’s someone here to see you.”
Timothy looked up, inquiring. “Who is it?”
“He goes by the name Jason Lane, and he’s serving as the attorney of Ms. Bowen.”
Upon hearing the last part of the sentence. Timothy pursed his lips tightly, and the tension in the office escalated. He spoke sternly, “Bring him in.”
Heath felt a sudden tingling sensation on his scalp. Why were things unfolding one after another like this?
Before long, Jason entered the office dressed in a dark suit, holding a briefcase. Behind gold¨Crimmed glasses, his gaze remained composed yet piercing as he met Timothy’s eyes.
Timothy sat back in his chair, calmly observing Jason standing before him.
After a moment of scrutiny. Jason handed over his business card.
“I’m a lawyer with Beacon Attorneys in Nord City. I’m here to represent Ms. Bowen in discussing the divorce proceedings between you two.”
Timothy glanced at the business card on the table before returning his gaze to Jason. “What does she want to discuss?”
Jason swiftly retrieved a stack of documents and laid them out on the table.
“Here is the the draft of the property settlement agreement for your divorce, detailing the division of assets. Mr. Barrett, please take a moment to review it.”
Without glancing at the documents, Timothy remarked, “Wasn’t she previously set on taking nothing? What led to this change of heart?”