Meet My Brothers

Mia was fine with people insulting her, but she wouldn’t allow anyone to say anything against James and

Patricia.

Shelly shrieked, “Have you lost your mind, Mia? I’m sure as hell gonna lodge a complaint against you!”

At this moment, Felix came over after hearing the commotion. Shelly immediately screeched, “Are you the boss? I want to lodge a complaint against this bitch!”

Mia put the glass down and looked at Felix. “I’m sorry about this, Felix. I don’t think I’m a good fit for your

studio.”

She couldn’t get Felix and his studio in trouble.

“Hold it. You’re not the one who should go.” Felix looked at Shelly and Sharon coldly. “I’m gonna have to ask you two to leave. This isn’t the place for you wealthy people. We work hard for every penny that we earn, and we do it with our consciences clear. We don’t need your money.”

Mia didn’t expect Felix to stand up for her. Shelly and Sharon were so pissed that they screeched for a while longer before storming off.

Wilhelmina furrowed her brows when she saw this. She, too, hadn’t expected Felix to stand up for Mia. She hated this!

After Shelly and Sharon left, Mia turned to Felix. “I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s not a big deal. They were obviously here to pick on you. Stop worrying about it and focus on your work,” Felix said.

Mia nodded. Since Felix had so much faith in her, she had to give it her all.

Shelly and Sharon changed out of their damp clothes when they got home. After that, Sharon called Timothy to complain about Mia. “You should’ve seen how Mia acted, Timothy!

“We went to her studio to give her some work to do, but she demanded we pay her 100 million dollars before splashing water all over us. She’s such a rude, wild woman!”

Timothy frowned. “Which studio did you go to?”

“Some nondescript studio at the creative industry center. You have to avenge me, Timothy! I can’t believe Mia had the nerve to treat me like that! All she did was win a dumb competition; does she think she can act so obnoxiously because of that?”

Timothy didn’t hear the other things that Sharon said. After hanging up, he said to Heath, “Get another interior designer to handle the renovations for my home.”

“I’ll get on it right away, sir.” Heath wasn’t surprised in the least. They’d already gone through several designers at this point.

Timothy said, “Hold on. I want you to switch to a studio located at the creative industry center.”

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“You’ve never trusted these small studios, Mr. Barrett,” Heath said.

“Cut the crap and do as I say.” Timothy tugged his tie loose. Ever since Mia had left and Kaleb had changed the furnishings at home, nothing had seemed right to Timothy. He’d switched designer after

designer, but none of them had been able to meet his expectations.

Now, he had to admit that Mia knew a thing or two about interior design.

When Mia returned home that night, she saw that Bob and Mary were there to cause trouble again. Bob’s leg was still in a cast, though. He’d obviously yet to fully recover.

Mary was screeching at Patricia in the living room. “Give us the money! Mia’s family must’ve paid you handsomely, but we’re the ones who adopted her. What right do you have to take the money?”

Mia walked in. “Let’s not talk about whether Aunt Patricia actually received any money. Even if she did, I’d

burn it all rather than let you have it.”

She went to the kitchen and grabbed a kettle of water that Patricia had just boiled. Then, she strode back to the living room. “Are you leaving or not? If you’re not going anywhere, how about I help you take a hot shower?”

Mary blanched at the sight of the kettle. She and Bob scurried out of the house, clamoring as they went.” You’re an imbecile and an ingrate, Mia! Just wait!”

After chasing Mary and Bob away, Mia looked at Patricia. “Everything’s okay now, Aunt Patricia. I’ll always be

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Patricia wiped her tears. “You’ve always been a good child, Mia. You’re obedient and grateful to those who treat you well.”

Mia consoled Patricia. When she went to work the following day, she received an online order that specifically requested her to handle the designs.

Mia checked the address. It was familiar. Wasn’t this the marital home she’d lived in for three years?