MEET MY BROTHERS BY RED THIRTEEN - Season 9 Episode 38

Timothy held back his anger as he stared at Miguel. “So, has she used this tactic to coerce other men into being with her before?”

Miguel hesitated briefly. That wasn’t exactly the case; usually, it was men pursuing Mia.

Thinking Timothy might be concerned, Miguel continued earnestly, “Timmo, these are valuable life lessons. You must pay attention. Spending a year with Ms. Mia can earn you more money than a lifetime elsewhere. Honestly, you won’t lose out.”

Timothy brushed off Miguel’s hand and spoke coldly, “Keep your advice to yourself.”

Observing Timothy’s defiance, Miguel’s expression shifted. “Timmo, don’t act out of line. You’re a new employee here, and your future here is in my hands!”

Timothy was taken aback.

In the past, someone like Miguel wouldn’t have even been worthy to stand before him.

Timothy stood up and silently moved aside, completely disregarding Miguel. If it weren’t for the necessity to remain there, Timothy would have dealt with Miguel long ago.

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Two hours later, Mia emerged from the dressing room in her attire. She glanced around the room and noticed several bodyguards on the sofa, but Timothy was nowhere to be found. Surprised, she asked, “Where’s the new guy?”

Miguel stepped forward. “Ms. Mia, are you referring to Timmo?” “Timmo?” Mia couldn’t help but chuckle at the nickname. “Yes, Timmo, the newbie. Where’s he at?”

“I sent Timmo to fetch coffee for us. He’s still new, so he’s got some toughening up to do,” Miguel explained.

As Miguel finished speaking, Mia saw Timothy returning with several cups of coffee. Even behind his oversized sunglasses, Timothy’s stern expression was unmistakable.

It was clear that Timothy was not pleased.

After distributing the coffee to everyone, Timothy approached Mia with another cup in hand. “Here, this one’s for you.”

Mia took a sip and then handed the cup back. “This isn’t the flavor I prefer, and it’s too sweet. Timmo, it seems like you still have much to learn in your role.”

With that, Mia adjusted her gown and exited the styling studio. Outside, she couldn’t help but stifle a laugh as she covered her mouth. She hadn’t expected Miguel to refer to Timothy as “Timmo”!

It was likely the first time anyone had dared to address him in such a familiar way.

Timothy followed behind Mia, observing her in her stunning evening gown, particularly the slit that showcased her slim, fair, and beautiful waist.

He took a sip of his coffee, feeling increasingly frustrated. With a frown, he promptly disposed of it in the trash. It was indeed overly sweet.

As Mia settled into the car, Timothy followed suit.

Glancing at Mia beside him, Timothy couldn’t help but comment, “Isn’t your dress a bit too revealing?”

“Really? I thought this gown was quite conservative. It’s not showing much, is it?”

Timothy couldn’t shake the image of Mia’s alluring waist, accentuated by the radiant glow of the lights; it was a sight that would have captivated any man’s attention.

Mia regarded him earnestly, “Does it really look bad?”

Taking in Mia’s beautifully dressed appearance, Timothy fibbed, “It’s not very flattering.”

“Then I’m relieved.”

Timothy was taken aback by Mia’s words, feeling even more frustrated. An hour later, the car pulled up outside a large hotel.