Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
It wasn’t just a threat. He was determined to make it happen with Jason backing him up.
Mia sensed that things were getting out of hand. She tugged Claude’s arm. “Forget it. Let’s go.”
“Mia.” She heard Timothy’s voice above her. There was a palpable sense of menace in his tone.
Instinctively, she glanced up and met his eyes. The intensity of his gaze was jarring, and there seemed to be a storm of emotions lurking in his eyes that she couldn’t quite discern.
“I need to tell you something.”
Claude glared at him warily. “Talk to me if there’s anything. Don’t you fucking dare threaten her!”
After a brief moment of silence, Mia replied with her gaze fixated on Timothy. “You can speak now.”
Timothy’s lips stiffened. “Grandma kept bringing you up these days. You haven’t been able to visit her lately because you’re busy.”
Mia forced a smile. It was about Laura again. To him, she was nothing more than a tool to make Laura happy.
She nodded obediently. “Alright, I’m aware of that. Anything else?”
Timothy’s fingers curled into a fist as his throat bobbed. The words that he contemplated over and over in his mind were about to escape his lips.
Watching Timothy’s tentative behavior, it dawned on Mia that he really did have something This was her first seeing him contemplating his words for so long.
To her, he was never hesitant. As the rightful heir of the Barrett Group, he was well¨Cknown in the business industry for his decisiveness.
Her gaze was glued to him, but his gaze was averted elsewhere. He couldn’t seem to get the words out of his mouth.
Feeling immensely frustrated, he tugged on his tie.
Shit.
After taking a deep breath, he glanced up at Mia and said, “Mia, actually-“
Claude realized something was off. He interrupted hastily, “What are you on about? Stop fumbing with your words! Just spit it out, will you?
“But let me warn you, don’t you dare try to pursue Mia again! It’s too late for you to fall for her now.
“Better think twice before you speak so you won’t humiliate yourself. Mia’s no longer a lovesick fool now!”
Claude knew his way around women. Of course, he wouldn’t miss Timothy’s intention to win back Mia. There was absolutely no way that he was going to let that happen. Thus, he had to make a move before Timothy could say anything.
Timothy’s disdainful gaze swept past Claude as he thought, “The Lanes are so annoying.”
Claude glared back at him as he thought, “How shameless of Timothy to think that he deserves another chance!”
None of them broke their gaze, and the rage in their eyes was so palpable that it wouldn’t be a surprise it any of them combusted right on the spot.
Mia replied earnestly, “Mr. Barrett, rest assured. Once I’m done with my work, I’ll visit Grandma Laura. It make sure to keep my promise until the very end!”
Claude nodded. “Exactly. Mia kept her promise, and she even convinced Connor to perform surgery on Mrs. Barrett Senior. When are you going to divorce with her? Don’t you dare sneak your way out of this!”
Timothy frowned. “This is something between us, and it has nothing to do with you. Who do you think you are to order me around?”
“Did you just fucking ask who I am?” Bursting into a fit of rage, Claude rolled his sleeves up and scowled at Timothy, “Let me tell you, I’m your-
“Enough!” Mia grabbed Claude, who was seething.
It was unreasonable to argue over these things. She thought their squabbles were extremely petulant. Grabbing Claude’s arm, she dragged him out of the private room.
Timothy glared at her as she held Claude’s arm. If looks could kill, Claude would be dead by now.
In the end, he plopped down in his chair, feeling exasperated. He snatched a box of cigarettes left by Kennedy and lit it. Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he didn’t attempt to smoke at all.
Leaning back against the chair, he stayed completely still in solitude. No one dared to approach him.
Heath remained silent beside him. It was a first for him to witness how upset Timothy looked. He resembled a stray dog who had just lost in a group fight and could only resort to licking its wounds in solitude.
Meanwhile, Mia finally managed to haul Claude out of the restaurant. Her forehead was clad with sweat as she panted. “Claude, let’s go back.”
“Don’t stop me, Mia! I’ll have to teach him a lesson today. How dare he question who I am? I’m his fucking brother¨Cin¨Claw!
“If he wants to marry a Lane, he better act modest. He’s really putting me off with his arrogance!”
Realizing that she could no longer stop him, she suddenly released him. Her hand flew to her forehead.” Claude, I feel dizzy.”
Immediately, Claude couldn’t be bothered about Timothy. He helped Mia into the car and opened a bottle for her. “Drink some water. If you’re still feeling under the weather, we’ll go to Connor.”
“I feel much better now. Maybe I’m just too tired these few days. I want to go home and rest now,” she replied weakly, staring at him with teary eyes.
In an instant, the fury surging in Claude’s chest vanished.
Watching Timothy’s tentative behavior, it dawned on Mia that he really did have something This was her first seeing him contemplating his words for so long.
To her, he was never hesitant. As the rightful heir of the Barrett Group, he was well¨Cknown in the business industry for his decisiveness.
Her gaze was glued to him, but his gaze was averted elsewhere. He couldn’t seem to get the words out of his mouth.
Feeling immensely frustrated, he tugged on his tie.
Shit.
After taking a deep breath, he glanced up at Mia and said, “Mia, actually-“
Claude realized something was off. He interrupted hastily, “What are you on about? Stop fumbing with your words! Just spit it out, will you?
“But let me warn you, don’t you dare try to pursue Mia again! It’s too late for you to fall for her now.
“Better think twice before you speak so you won’t humiliate yourself. Mia’s no longer a lovesick fool now!”
Claude knew his way around women. Of course, he wouldn’t miss Timothy’s intention to win back Mia. There was absolutely no way that he was going to let that happen. Thus, he had to make a move before Timothy could say anything.
Timothy’s disdainful gaze swept past Claude as he thought, “The Lanes are so annoying.”
Claude glared back at him as he thought, “How shameless of Timothy to think that he deserves another chance!”
None of them broke their gaze, and the rage in their eyes was so palpable that it wouldn’t be a surprise it any of them combusted right on the spot.
Mia replied earnestly, “Mr. Barrett, rest assured. Once I’m done with my work, I’ll visit Grandma Laura. It make sure to keep my promise until the very end!”
Claude nodded. “Exactly. Mia kept her promise, and she even convinced Connor to perform surgery on Mrs. Barrett Senior. When are you going to divorce with her? Don’t you dare sneak your way out of this!”
Timothy frowned. “This is something between us, and it has nothing to do with you. Who do you think you are to order me around?”
“Did you just fucking ask who I am?” Bursting into a fit of rage, Claude rolled his sleeves up and scowled at Timothy, “Let me tell you, I’m your-
“Enough!” Mia grabbed Claude, who was seething.
It was unreasonable to argue over these things. She thought their squabbles were extremely petulant. Grabbing Claude’s arm, she dragged him out of the private room.
Timothy glared at her as she held Claude’s arm. If looks could kill, Claude would be dead by now.
In the end, he plopped down in his chair, feeling exasperated. He snatched a box of cigarettes left by Kennedy and lit it. Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he didn’t attempt to smoke at all.
Leaning back against the chair, he stayed completely still in solitude. No one dared to approach him.
Heath remained silent beside him. It was a first for him to witness how upset Timothy looked. He resembled a stray dog who had just lost in a group fight and could only resort to licking its wounds in solitude.
Meanwhile, Mia finally managed to haul Claude out of the restaurant. Her forehead was clad with sweat as she panted. “Claude, let’s go back.”
“Don’t stop me, Mia! I’ll have to teach him a lesson today. How dare he question who I am? I’m his fucking brother¨Cin¨Claw!
“If he wants to marry a Lane, he better act modest. He’s really putting me off with his arrogance!”
Realizing that she could no longer stop him, she suddenly released him. Her hand flew to her forehead.” Claude, I feel dizzy.”
Immediately, Claude couldn’t be bothered about Timothy. He helped Mia into the car and opened a bottle for her. “Drink some water. If you’re still feeling under the weather, we’ll go to Connor.”
“I feel much better now. Maybe I’m just too tired these few days. I want to go home and rest now,” she replied weakly, staring at him with teary eyes.
In an instant, the fury surging in Claude’s chest vanished.
Mia was determined to settle the score with that troublesome Timothy at a later time!
With Claude finally driving away, Mia let out a sigh of relief.
Glancing toward the nearby restaurant, she couldn’t help but think about Timothy’s strange behavior just moments ago, which left her puzzled.
What exactly did Timothy want to say earlier?
After a moment of contemplation, Mia felt her mind swirling with thoughts. Nonetheless, she eventually managed to gather herself, determined not to let Timothy’s words shake her.
Upon returning home, Mia went straight to bed.
Lately, she had been experiencing growing fatigue, especially as her bump started growing day by day.