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“At this point, it’s possible that I’ve accumulated enough ex-boyfriends to populate the entire Nord City. If I’m to be held accountable for each one, Mr. Barrett, you’ll simply have to wait your turn.”
“Mia Bowen!”
“Sorry, I go by Mia Lane now, thank you very much,” Mia retorted, standing up and adjusting her clothes.
“Mr. Barrett, I’ve been very clear. If you’re having trouble understanding, please take a moment to sit and contemplate. Perhaps our paths will cross again someday.”
With that, Mia walked away without looking back, heading straight for the plane’s exit.
Shortly after Mia left, a flight attendant approached Timothy and said, “Sir, don’t feel too bad. After all, Ms. Lane isn’t the type of woman just any man can win over.”
Timothy’s expression instantly hardened, and he stepped forward, ready to strike. “Watch your words. Are you interested in her as well?” As Mia descended the stairs, she realized Timothy hadn’t followed her, prompting a sigh of relief from her.
After all, she was carrying the bone marrow that Timothy had donated, a crucial element for saving Sage’s life.
If Timothy had left the plane with her and her brothers had seen them together, Timothy would surely have faced a tough situation. Nonetheless, Mia decided to cut Timothy some slack, considering she was carrying his bone marrow in her hands.
As Mia disembarked from the plane, she smiled and called out, “Hello Connor, and hey Claude!”
Connor stepped forward and gently took the bone marrow from her. “Hey Mia, it sounds like you’ve had quite the journey.”
“I’m fine. Luckily, everything went smoothly, and I was able to retrieve the bone marrow.”
Claude approached her and asked, “Did Timothy cause any trouble when you were looking for the bone marrow in Bern City? I heard his family tried to hide it. Is that true? I’ve always said the Barretts were up to no good.”
Connor looked at her and asked, “Did Timothy hide the bone marrow intentionally to threaten you?”
Lowering her gaze, Mia replied, “There were some complications along the way, but Timothy wasn’t involved. He didn’t hide the bone marrow.” After all, Timothy wasn’t responsible for the bone marrow going missing, and he shouldn’t be wrongly accused.
“Mia, don’t worry. Even if Timothy did plan to use the bone marrow as leverage against you, we’re not intimidated.
“Dominic has made it clear—if Timothy doesn’t comply, we’ll go to Bern City ourselves. We’ll even resort to coercing Timothy to donate his blood if necessary.”
Mia smiled and replied, “Now that we have the bone marrow in our hands, let’s not waste any time. Sage is waiting for us.”
She wanted to leave this place quickly with her brothers to avoid any unexpected situations.
“Wait up.”
As Mia was about to enter the car, she heard Timothy’s familiar voice from behind.
Her expression stiffened instantly. Didn’t she tell him to wait inside the plane until they left? Why did Timothy come out at this moment?
Was he out of his mind?
A surge of apprehension flooded Mia. Turning around, she saw Timothy descending the plane’s ramp.
In that instant, Mia could feel hostility radiating from her two brothers. Upon spotting Timothy, Connor’s demeanor shifted, his expression turning steely. “Mia, I’m surprised you’re here with him.”
Claude moved beside her, obstructing her way. “Mia, is he planning to use his bone marrow as leverage against you? Don’t worry. Remember, we’re in Nord City, not Timothy’s territory.”
Timothy calmly descended the stairs and glanced at Mia. “You left your bag behind.”
Only then did Mia realize that Timothy was holding her makeup bag. She must have left it on the chair while she was touching up her makeup earlier.
Mia intended to step forward to retrieve it, but Claude beat her to it, snatching the bag and casting a wary glare at Timothy.
“You’ve got quite the nerve. Despite knowing this is Nord City, the Lane family’s territory, you still dare to come here alone, confronting your own fate head-on.”
Timothy responded politely, “My daughter is sick, so it’s only natural for me to come and visit her.”
Upon hearing this, Connor suddenly erupted in anger. “You claim Ginger is your daughter, yet you almost had her aborted!
“Do you even grasp the immense effort Mia put into bringing Ginger into this world? You’re not worthy of being called her father.”
Guilt flashed in Timothy’s eyes. “I know I’ve come up short, especially in raising Ginger. That’s why I’m determined to make things right for both her and Mia.”
Claude sneered, “Ever heard of the phrase “better late than never? The Lane family lacks nothing, and certainly not your delayed attempts to make amends.”
Timothy asserted firmly, “Your shortcomings, or lack thereof, don’t concern me. My determination to rectify the situation is solely my own.” Timothy’s words sparked anger in Claude. Rolling up his sleeves, he declared, “Very well, I’ll personally teach you a lesson today. I’ve been itching to confront you for a while, and now that you’ve come to me, don’t expect me to be gentle.”
Mia anticipated the situation would escalate to this point.
She was on the verge of stepping in when Connor stopped her. “Mia, quickly get in the car. Let Claude handle this.”
Claude turned to her and remarked, “Mia, hurry and deliver the bone marrow. I need to have a private conversation with Timothy.”
Mia sensed the underlying implication of the phrase “private conversation.” It was clear that it wouldn’t be a casual discussion. Before Mia could respond, Connor ushered her into the car. Soon, they drove away from the airport.
Glancing back, Mia saw a group of black-clad bodyguards advancing aggressively toward Timothy.
The situation seemed to be spiraling out of control.
Observing the scene, Mia couldn’t help but ask Connor, “Will this escalate into a deadly confrontation?”
“Mia, even if it does, it doesn’t matter. Timothy owes you his life regardless!”
“But was resorting to such violence really justified?” Mia pondered silently.
She had anticipated this outcome, which was why she had earlier cautioned Timothy against disembarking from the plane.
“Mia, you need to understand, we’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time,” Connor stated calmly.
Outside, the chaos appeared to have minimal impact on him. Connor vividly recalled the events from four years ago when Mia was rushed to the hospital, nearly losing both her and her twins.
They had fought relentlessly to save Mia and the babies she carried. Therefore, Connor believed that Timothy owed Mia his life. If Timothy were to meet his end in Nord City, it would be regarded as justifiable retribution.
After all, Connor and his brothers could easily orchestrate an incident to make Timothy disappear from Nord City without a trace.
Observing the anguish on Connor’s face, Mia hesitated before speaking, “To be honest, I don’t recall much from that time.” Nonetheless, she was determined to consult with Ryan for treatment, hoping to recover her memories swiftly.
Now, Mia was filled with courage.
She was eager to uncover the truth about what transpired all those years ago!
“Mia, if you can’t remember, then don’t dwell on it. It’s not something positive anyway. But don’t worry too much, even if the worst happens, your brothers are here to support you. Right now, our priority is getting the bone marrow to the hospital. Sagey is waiting for us.”
Mia refrained from further discussion, her mind occupied with Sage waiting in the vacuum chamber.
She had warned Timothy earlier not to disembark from the plane while her brothers were still there, but he stubbornly insisted on tempting fate.
Perhaps Claude could teach Timothy a lesson and help him understand the harsh reality.
If Timothy were to run into Dominic later, even without a fatal outcome, he might still end up with serious injuries.
An hour later, they arrived at the hospital.
Mia entered, carrying the box containing the bone marrow. Nicholas, clad in a white coat, approached her swiftly. “Did you bring back the bone marrow?”
“Yes, I brought it back. It’s inside.”
“Pass it to me. We’ll conduct tests on the bone marrow right away. If everything checks out, we can initiate treatment immediately.”
Mia nodded in response. After entrusting the bone marrow to Nicholas, she headed straight to the vacuum chamber to reunite with Sage.
As Mia approached the chamber, she noticed a young boy inside, engrossed in playing with building blocks.
At the sight of Sage, Mia’s eyes immediately filled with tears. Hastening her steps, she approached and called out, “Sagey.”
Sage glanced up upon hearing his name. He carefully placed the blocks he was holding on the floor before making his way to the edge of the vacuum chamber.
With a tender, childlike voice, he exclaimed, “Mommy, you’re back!” “Yes, I brought back the bone marrow. You’ll be able to start treatment soon, and once you’re feeling better, you can go to school like the other children. Does that make you happy?”
Mia had been eagerly awaiting this day for a long time.
Due to Sage’s illness and his difference from other children, he spent much of his time confined to the hospital.
Filled with hope for Sage’s upcoming recovery, Mia’s eyes brimmed with tears. “I’m sorry, Sage. It’s my fault for not giving you a healthy body.”
Sage replied sincerely, “Mommy, it’s not your fault.”
If there was anyone to blame, it was the bad guy.
Mia exhaled against the glass, drawing a heart shape with her finger. Catching sight of it, Sage felt a hint of embarrassment and lowered his gaze.
In a childlike voice, he continued, “Ginger came to visit me this morning. She even brought up Daddy, the playboy.”
“What did Ginger say?”
Sage frowned and replied, “Hmph, that little traitor. Seems like she fell for that scoundrel’s sweet talk with just a few words, but I’m not that gullible. I won’t be quick to forgive him.”
Despite Sage’s words, Mia knew deep down that Ginger was still fond of Timothy.
As Mia gazed at Sage standing before her, she couldn’t help but notice just how much his face resembled Timothy’s.