Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen )
Chapter 662

Chapter 662

Mia's blatant confrontation evoked more questions in Timothy. He was expecting her to feel guilty after he put it explicitly. However, her attitude was free from guilt and nervousness. She only appeared surprised.

He had faith in his observation skills when it came to reading people's emotions. Yet, he failed to read anything from her face.

His heart sank. He instantly nodded. 'Yes. Guess there's no need to keep up with the act anymore."

Mia sighed upon realizing that she had guessed correctly. She then leaned back in the chair, hand resting on the armrest.

A knowing smirk touched her lips, and a shift in the atmosphere hinted at a newfound confidence. "Mr. Barrett, with all due respect, your flirting skills are old-fashioned. Even soap operas have moved beyond these tired clichés. What makes you think I'd fall for it?"

Disappointment gnawed at her. She'd held onto the hope that he was different. Yet, here he was, mirroring the same tired pattems. He was no less different from the men she knew. The only "difference" was his outdated flirting techniques. She could almost laugh-how close she came to falling for them.

"To be honest, the whole amnesia act feels a little outdated and immature, don't you think?"

*Amnesiac? Me?" Mia's voice squeaked, a mixture of disbelief and indignation. The words wouldn't form. Speaking to Timothy felt like an insurmountable task.

She stood up. "Sorry, Mr. Barrett. I don't think there's any point in continuing this. My time is valuable." Her patience had limits.

After that, she turned and left the restaurant. When she thought about his words again, she found them hilarious.

Mia headed straight to the playground, where Ginger and Caleb were having fun together.

Ginger didn't appear to be forced, so Mia let them be.

Sometimes, stopping children would only serve to fuel their desire for it. Given Ginger's longing for a fatherly figure, Mia figured she might as well let her enjoy her time with Caleb.

That way, Ginger would understand that a father figure was unnecessary-not when the father was a bastard.

Timothy's words echoed in her mind. They seemed somewhat juvenile, yet a sense of unease lingered. She pulled out her phone and began searching for him online.

According to official records, Timothy was married, and there was no indication of a divorce. However, there were no mentions or photos of his ex-spouse.

Mia's search yielded little information other than the gender of his ex-spouse.

Yet, Mia, with her knack for peeling back layers, finally managed to dig out information about this enigmatic ex- wife of his years of secret message-ordinary woman-passed away four years ago.

Mia scanned the sparse information again. It seemed the Barretts had gone to extraordinary lengths to keep the details of Mrs. Barrett's life under wraps.

Then, it clicked. Based on her understanding of affluent families, the Barretts must be embarrassed by Mrs. Barrett's background, hence the secrecy.

Mia wished she could see how much she resembled his ex-wife, but to her dismay, she still couldn't find any pictures.

Undeterred, she contacted Wade. "Look into Timothy and his ex-wife, I want her pictures too."

Wade's expression shifted. "M-Ms. Mia, why the sudden interest?"

Wade couldn't help but wonder if a forgotten memory had perhaps stirred within her.