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But perhaps it was for the best that they departed to prevent any potential conflict.
Later that evening, the entire family gathered for dinner. Mia couldn’t resist mentioning her plans to attend her class reunion the following night.
Her brothers immediately turned to her, their expressions wary. “We’ll accompany you!”
Mia couldn’t help but feel exasperated. “It’s alright. I’ll be attending with Gina.”
She knew that if all six of her brothers tagged along, they would inevitably steal the spotlight at the reunion.
After all, Mia had hopes of setting up Gina and Taylor.
Dominic spoke sincerely. “Mia, usually these class reunions revolve around flaunting and comparison. If you attend alone, I’m concerned you might get bullied.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. After all, I’m now the heiress of the Lane family. Who would dare to challenge me?”
The next morning, as Mia got ready to leave, Eva pulled her aside. “Mia, are you planning to wear that outfit today? What about the clothes and dresses I bought for you last time?”
“Well, I just grabbed a random outfit this morning. Plus, I won’t be the main focus at today’s reunion, so why make a big deal out of it?”
“No, that won’t do. Appearance means everything at these reunions. Hurry up and change into something else!” Eva insisted.
With a resigned expression, Mia changed into another outfit before heading out.
However, she opted for something subtle and understated, without any prominent brand logos.
At that moment, a message appeared in the class reunion group chat. “We’ll be having dinner at a five-
star restaurant tonight, and Jeremy is treating everyone.”
Mia glanced at the name of the restaurant, it was indeed a relatively upscale establishment, rumored to require membership.
“Mia, what are you looking at? Did the class reunion group mention something?” Eva inquired.
“Not really,” Mia replied. “Someone just shared where we’re having dinner tonigh
Seated on the sofa, Claude raised his head. “Mia, where’s the dinner happening?
“At Rustica Restaurant,” Mia answered.
“That place? The food there is rather ordinary. I happen to have a membership card for that restaurent, gifted by the owner.
“When you’re there, just provide them with my phone number, and they can put the expences on my tab,”
Claude proposed.
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Mia chuckled. “No worries, someone else is footing the bill tonight.”
After all, Ramona had mentioned in the group chat that Jeremy was treating everyone.
If Mia were to insist on paying, it would undoubtedly attract attention and might even stir up unnecessary drama.
Mia certainly didn’t want to steal the limelight at today’s gathering; it wasn’t necessary.
As the evening approached, Mia finished packing her bag and left campus, intending to catch a cab to the restaurant.
As she stepped outside, a car suddenly pulled up beside her.
“Are you Ms. Mia? I’m Antonio Sanchez, your designated driver for tonight. Allow me to transport you to the restaurant,” he offered.
Mia hesitated briefly but ultimately accepted the offer. She bent down and entered the car.
With her phone in hand, she sent a message to Gina. I’m on the way.”
Gina promptly replied, “I had to work late today, I’m just leaving now. I might be a little behind you.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll wait for you outside,” Mia reassured her.
An hour later, the car came to a stop by the roadside.
Antonio promptly stepped out of the vehicle to open the door for Mia.
“Ms. Mia, your backpack seems quite heavy. Perhaps you should leave it in the car. This is the handbag prepared for you by Ms. Delgado.”
As Mia watched Antonio retrieve the new handbag from the passenger seat, she immediately recognized it as being from Eva.
Why were Dominic and Eva so concerned that she might be judged at today’s reunion?
Accepting the designer handbag from Antonio, Mia raised her head and surveyed her surroundings. She couldn’t help but wonder if her brothers were nearby, perhaps hiding and watching.
However, considering their hectic schedules, they probably didn’t have the time.
Mia recalled overhearing Dominic and Eva discussing work matters yesterday. They had dropped everything just to come and pick her up.
Having convinced her brothers to return to Nord City the previous night to tend to work matters, Mia doubted they would have the time to locate her and accompany her to the class reunion.
With her handbag in tow, Mia made her way toward the restaurant. As she walked, two elegantly dressed women approached her.
One of the women looked at her disdainfully and remarked, “Mia, I never expected you to have become so audacious over these past few years.
“Who was that elderly man driving the luxury car just now? Could he be the one who gave you this designer handbag?”
“Isn’t it obvious? They must be in a sugar daddy¨Cand¨Cbaby relationship. Why else would a wealthy older man just randomly give her a designer handbag? I bet it’s because Mia knows how to provide excellent sexual services!”
Upon hearing this, Mia couldn’t help but chuckle, regarding the two women in front of her. “And who might you be?”
“I’m Ramona. Don’t act like you don’t know me,” she retorted.
“Ramona Tilburt? Are you sure you’re the same person in this photo? Your nose looks different, your eyes too, and your chin seems more defined. You’re practically unrecognizable compared to before!” Mia commented as she shook her phone.
The photo showed Ramona with her trademark side¨Cswept bangs, but her haughty expression remained unchanged.
“Mia, delete that photo immediately, do you understand? Holding onto someone else’s photo like this violates their right to privacy!” Ramona demanded.
Mia’s tone turned cold. “And what about the things you just said? Legally, that’s considered defamation.
Do you understand?”
Ramona’s demeanor shifted from arrogant to defensive.
“Mia, did I say something inaccurate? Weren’t you an orphan who dropped out of college? How do you justify being driven in a luxury car, wearing designer clothes, and carrying designer handbags?”
“Just because i was once an orphan doesn’t mean I still am. I have a family now!”
“Hmph, stop with the lies. Are you seriously trying to convince me that you randomly stumbled upon an affluent family, turning you from an orphan into a wealthy heiress overnight?”
Mia nodded. “Why is that so hard to believe?”
“Hahaha, Mia, your excuses are getting ridiculous. Have you been indulging in too many soap operas? Such scenarios only play out in TV dramas, not in reality. Snap out of it!”
At that moment, a Porsche pulled up nearby, and a sharply dressed man stepped out. He wore gold¨C rimmed glasses, exuding an aura of urban sophistication.
Ramona’s face lit up when she spotted him. “Jeremy, over here!”
Jeremy approached them with a warm smile. “Why are you two waiting at the entrance? Aren’t you tired?
“You could have simply mentioned my name, and they would have escorted you directly to the private room.”
Taking advantage of the moment, Ramona commented, “Jeremy, did you get a new car? I remember you had a BMW last time, and now you’re driving a Porsche. Quite the upgrade, huh?”
“Oh, it’s nothing. My family helped me out with some money to upgrade my car. There’s no way I could afford a new one with my income.
“By the way, it’s a pleasant surprise to see Mia here today after all these years. You still look as lovely as ever, Mia, not a day older.”
Mia smiled gracefully in response. “Thanks for the compliment.”
Standing nearby, Ramona couldn’t conceal her jealousy. She hadn’t anticipated Jeremy’s immediate attention toward Mia upon his arrival.
After all, women possessed a keen intuition. Despite the passing years, it appeared Jeremy still harbored feelings for Mia.
Jeremy instructed, “Let’s head inside, everyone. Don’t linger outside.”
Mia stayed quiet, joining the group as they made their way toward the restaurant.
As she entered, a sleek, new luxury car pulled up by the roadside.
Timothy lowered the car window and glanced toward the restaurant, a flicker of confusion crossing his gaze.
Moments ago, he thought he glimpsed Mia among a group of people.
Seated in the passenger seat, Heath cautiously began, “Mr. Barrett, our reservation today isn’t at this restaurant. It’s the one further ahead.”
“Got it,” Timothy replied, shifting his gaze away and rolling up the car window.