Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Seeing this, Timothy’s eyebrows immediately furrowed in disapproval.
Timothy’s expression turned cold as he observed the sudden appearance of the man. Who was he?
As the car door swung open and Mia prepared to step out, she was taken aback to find Dylan unexpectedly present.
A smile graced her lips as she remarked, “Dylan Lane, what a wonderful surprise to see you here.”
The man gracefully opening the door for Mia was none other than Dylan Lane, the male supporting actor in her current project. He was someone she viewed as having tremendous potential and wished to support.
Dylan’s performance in this film was exceptionally impressive. Even before the movie hit the screens, leaked footage had sparked excitement and anticipation.
“Mia, for an event as significant as today’s, it’s only fitting for me to be here to welcome you in person,” Dylan expressed warmly.
“Well, you’re certainly more considerate than most,” Mia replied, returning his smile.
Stepping out of the car, Mia couldn’t shake off the sudden chill she felt from Timothy nearby, his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses.
As Mia conversed and laughed with the unexpected newcomer, Timothy’s expression grew cold.
Noticing Timothy’s change in demeanor, Mia swiftly looked away, pretending not to notice. She walked alongside Dylan, heading toward the entrance of the promotional event.
Right on cue, a swarm of reporters surged forward, eager for interviews.
“Ms. Lane, there have been rumors circulating about a scandal at your recent banquet, alleging that you exploited a young woman to entertain a wealthy heir. Can you confirm if there’s any truth to these allegations?”
Mia’s demeanor shifted abruptly upon hearing the question, her expression turning cold. She knew this topic was inevitable, but she had already devised a plan to address it.
Mia calmly responded to the reporter, asserting, “The rumors surrounding that evening are baseless. However, an unexpected guest did intrude upon the dinner party and was caught in the act of committing a crime.
“We promptly notified the authorities, and both legal representation and law enforcement are actively engaged in the matter. Besides, the young woman involved has chosen to pursue legal recourse.”
“Ms. Lane, considering the scandal at the banquet and the subsequent legal actions, do you foresee any impact on the film’s release?” “Using box office figures as leverage is unnecessary; this matter is entirely distinct. As a woman, I stand in solidarity with the victim. “Regardless of the perpetrator’s status, he will face the consequences of his actions! Women support women. I trust that the authorities and the judiciary will render a fair judgment in this case.”
After her statement, Mia walked away, disregarding the reporter’s further attempts to engage her.
Standing beside her, Dylan praised, “Mia, your speech just now was truly impressive!”
With a smile, Mia turned to Peyton and directed, “As we discussed, the PR department can now proceed with our initial plan.”
Mia had anticipated that someone would undoubtedly attempt to steer the conversation toward the scandal today, all in an effort to sabotage her movie release.
Despite this, Mia adeptly redirected the discussion toward gender conflict. This not only placed pressure on the Jones family but also safeguarded her movie from the scandal’s repercussions.
Before long, Mia’s statement gained traction online.
Simultaneously, Harper made her first public statement, outlining the incident at the banquet.
She also disclosed Chuck’s behind-the-scenes threats and attempts to pressure her into compromising. With Mia’s legal and security support, Harper found the courage to stand firm until now.
Once the video aired, it swiftly sparked a sensation.
Numerous netizens began to investigate, attempting to identify the reprehensible heir who mistreated Harper.
Before long, attendees of the banquet started coming forward to vindicate themselves, apprehensive of being implicated in Harper’s ordeal.
Mia settled into her seat, watching as the news quickly disseminated across social media.
Fortunately, public opinion had shifted to focus on Harper, with everyone now anxiously awaiting the outcome of her lawsuit. Observing this change in public sentiment, Mia felt a sense of relief, confident that the movie’s premiere would proceed smoothly.
Indeed, the movie’s press conference concluded without a hitch this time.
As Mia was about to leave, Dylan came up to her and said, “Mia, it’s been a while since we last saw each other. We discussed grabbing a meal together previously. How about we celebrate today? Let’s toast to the movie’s box office success in advance.”
“Sure, sounds good,” Mia replied, her mood considerably lifted by now. However, as soon as she accepted Dylan’s invitation, Mia felt a sudden chill. She turned slightly, catching sight of Timothy’s darkening expression.
Following her gaze, Dylan’s eyes settled on Timothy, who stood behind Mia with a stern countenance, his eyes concealed behind sunglasses. Despite the shades, Timothy’s striking features and athletic build were unmistakable.
Dylan couldn’t help but suspect that Timothy was the bodyguard who had been the subject of recent media buzz.
As Dylan glanced at Timothy, a hint of complexity flickered in his eyes. He casually remarked, “Mia, is this that handsome bodyguard of yours? He looks even better in person than in photos.”
Mia replied nonchalantly, “Really? I haven’t paid much attention.”
“Mia, are you planning to launch another leading man? You promised me the first shot at being the male lead. Whoever comes next will have to wait in line.”
Upon a quick glance at Timothy, Dylan couldn’t help but notice his striking appearance, even with sunglasses shielding his eyes.
With Timothy’s charisma, he could quickly rise to stardom in the entertainment industry, particularly with Mia’s endorsement.
However, Dylan knew he had to move fast and secure Mia’s promotion before anyone else.
Meanwhile, Dylan’s agent, Morgan Brown, couldn’t help but feel intrigued by the bodyguard standing beside Mia, sporting sunglasses. Both his appearance and physique were exceptional, marking him as a rare talent.
Stepping closer, Morgan approached Timothy and said, “Hey, have you ever considered transitioning to the entertainment industry? How much do you make as a bodyguard? Why not try your luck as a star?”
With a stoic expression, Timothy coldly replied, “I’m not interested.” “Come on, don’t be so closed- minded. Here’s my business card. If you change your mind in the future, feel free to contact me.
“Besides, the Lanes are a powerhouse of wealth and influence. If you’re seeking a stable future with Ms. Lane, starting a career in the entertainment industry would be a wise choice.
“With Ms. Lane’s company backing you, I guarantee you’ll become a star within a year of your debut!”
Given Timothy’s looks, physique, and background, success seemed almost inevitable.
As Timothy glanced at Dylan walking alongside Mia, he whispered, “Is he really that big of a deal?”
“You mean Dylan Lane? He used to perform at a local bar, just a regular gig. But ever since he crossed paths with Ms. Lane, everything changed.
“She got him signed with a talent agency, and now he’s become a sensation as the second male lead. If this movie sells well, Dylan’s value will double in no time.”
Timothy’s expression darkened upon hearing this. Through gritted teeth, he asked, “What’s Dylan’s relationship with her?”
Lowering his voice, Morgan spoke with a meaningful tone, “I don’t think I need to spell it out explicitly, do 1? Those who understand, get it.” Timothy’s face instantly flushed with rage. Beside him, Morgan briefly considered providing further insight.
However, feeling the weight of Timothy’s intimidating presence, Morgan opted to hold back from approaching him.
Sensibly, Morgan chose to remain silent, though he couldn’t help but wonder, was this kind of “big shot” aura fitting for a mere bodyguard? Meanwhile, Mia made her way toward the parking lot. Just as she was about to step into the car, she found the door unexpectedly blocked. To be precise, it was obstructed by two men!
Timothy leaned against the car door, his demeanor cold as he fixed his gaze on Dylan. “This spot is mine.”
Tension immediately filled the air as Mia turned to see Timothy and Dylan standing in front of the car door.
She remained silent, curious about their confrontation.
However, Dylan showed no signs of yielding. He stood casually by the door, blocking Timothy’s access. “Sorry, but Mia and I have plans to dine together tonight. It just doesn’t feel right having a bodyguard in tow, you know?”
Dylan was taken aback by the bodyguard’s audacity. He had never encountered one so bold as to insist on sitting in the backseat with their employer.
Yet, Timothy stood his ground. “As her bodyguard, it’s appropriate for me to sit here.”
Dylan persisted, “Actually, it’s more suitable for a bodyguard to sit in the front passenger seat.”
The two men locked eyes, neither showing any sign of backing down. In the next moment, Dylan turned to Mia and proposed, “Mia, why don’t you decide? Where should the bodyguard sit?”
Mia paused briefly before suggesting, “How about we all sit together and make room for everyone?”
Timothy’s expression soured instantly at Mia’s suggestion. Through clenched teeth, he objected, “Mia, are you serious? I have no desire to play the third wheel!”
Dylan’s temper flared at Timothy’s retort. “Watch your language, Mr. Bodyguard,” he shot back sharply. “Please keep it civil. There’s no need to make a fuss about ‘three’s a crowd”.
“Mia and I are simply friends, and you’re her employee. We’re just going out for a meal like any other group of friends. If you hadn’t insisted on sitting beside Mia, none of this would have happened!” Mia’s smile faltered slightly at Timothy’s remark. With a smirk, she offered, “Dylan, why don’t you come sit with me?”
Dylan’s demeanor turned smug as he glanced meaningfully at Timothy. “As a bodyguard, you should know how to follow protocol.”
With that, Dylan stooped to enter the car and forcefully closed the door. Outside, Timothy stood alone, adjusting his tie in frustration. His gaze briefly darkened as he glanced at the two figures inside the car.
In all his years, he had never encountered a manipulative “nice guy” who could outwit him!
Indeed, Timothy found Dylan’s behavior utterly repulsive.
As Peyton was about to enter the car, Timothy blocked his path and nonchalantly claimed the front passenger seat.
His movements were poised and unruffled, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Upon seeing his seat taken, Peyton hesitated, casting a wary glance at Timothy. As he observed Timothy’s somber expression, Peyton couldn’t shake the sense of impending danger lingering in the air.
Peyton quickly retreated, clearing his throat. “Um, I’ll just go sit in the other car at the back,” he muttered.
Choosing not to challenge Timothy for the seat, Peyton wisely stepped aside. After all, no one present knew Timothy’s true identity. Nonetheless, Peyton was well aware that Timothy wasn’t just any bodyguard; he was the CEO of the esteemed Barrett Group in Bern City.
Considering the possibility of Timothy becoming Mia’s future husband, Peyton realized it would be unwise to compete with him now.
Peyton chose to join the other bodyguards in the back of the car. Some of them couldn’t help but speculate, “Who is this Mr. Barrett exactly? He has the nerve to stand up to Miguel without any repercussions—could there be more to his relationship with Ms. Lane?” “I believe so. Despite rumors about Ms. Mia’s relationships with men, we, as her bodyguards, know the truth.
“Ms. Mia has always maintained her integrity and hasn’t been romantically involved with anyone except for this particular bodyguard, who appears to be an exception.”