Chapter 163

“Excellent work! Feel free to head to the store and pick up your handbag. I’ll personally inform the

manager

about your visit.”

“Thank you, Ms. Barrett. If there’s anything else in the future, you can count on me. After all I’ve got

some unfinished business with Mia.”

After concluding the call Wilhelmina was thrilled, eagerly anticipating the handbag that would soon be

hers.

She expressed to Shelly that once Mia entered Oakside Villa, leaving unscathed seemed unlikely.

Despite Mia’s early return, her visibly kissed–swollen lips hinted at a romantic encounter.

In light of these events. Wilhelmina was enthusiastic about having Mia take over attending to Keegan.

In the afternoon, Mia found herself distracted. With every sip of water, the sensation on her lips

involuntarily

triggered memories of the kiss she shared with Timothy.

She couldn’t help but cover her face, grappling with the feeling of losing her sanity.

“No, I need to stay composed.” She urged herself.

Pouring herself a glass of cold water, Mia questioned how she could harbor any feelings for Timothy.

The following day, Mia headed straight to the studio after attending her morning classes.

It didn’t take long before a commotion erupted outside, capturing everyone’s attention.

A commanding voice cut through the air, demanding. “Where’s Mia? Drag this woman out to see me!

It’s

unbelievable that someone so young dares to cozy up to my father.

“My dad, at his age, is practically halfway into the grave, and you still dare to flirt with him! Can you

handle the consequences if anything happens to him?”

Responding to the disturbance, Mia stepped out and was greeted by the sight of a young woman

dressed in designer clothes whose facial features struck her as oddly familiar.

Mia was taken aback by the uncanny resemblance of the woman before her to Keegan, whom she had

encountered at Oakwood Villa just the day before.

Ridden with guilt, Wilhelmina quietly located a hiding spot nearby and seized the opportunity to slip out

of the

studio without being noticed.

Having indulged in drug use during her time with Keegan, Wilhelmina hadn’t expected to be confronted

by his children and believed it was wise to keep a low profile for a while.

*So, you must be Mia,” Fiona remarked with an air of arrogance and disdain. “How shameless! Does

your

+15 BONOS

Despite the accusatory tone, Mia remained composed and countered. “Miss, if you’re going to make

such serious accusations, you need to provide evidence.”

“You’re the true drama queen here. It likely runs in your entire family!” Fiona retorted sharply.

Mia sneered, “I’m simply giving you a taste of your own medicine. Why are you so angry? If you persist

in

causing a scene, I have to call the police.”

“Call the police? Go ahead. Once we’re at the station, I’ll make sure you’re arrested! Let’s investigate

the drugs

you’ve been using on my dad. The doctor warned that those substances could harm him!”

As Mia recollected the unsettling incident from the previous day, she found it hard to believe that

Keegan was

involved in such activities.

Nevertheless, it had nothing to do with her. Why should she fear involving the police?

At that moment, Felix entered. “Excuse me, miss, there seems to be a misunderstanding. There’s no

one like

that in my studio. Is there some confusion?”

“What confusion? Mia, do you dare deny visiting my dad’s villa yesterday?”

Mia nodded. “I did go, but solely for work purposes.”

Fiona couldn’t help but chuckle. “What kind of work? You obviously went to the villa to flirt with my dad!

His mansion doesn’t require any renovations. Stop making excuses!” she retorted.

Felix interjected. “We have records of this design order on our end. Ms. Bowen went to your father’s

mansion following the specifications. It’s a standard part of our workflow.

“If you’re going to defame my colleague over this, we reserve the right to pursue legal action.”

“Legal action? Please, you’re just a bunch of lowly workers–what right do you even have?” Fiona

scoffed.

Felix’s expression turned cold. “While we are employees, the female designers in my studio earn their

living. based on their skills. They are not inferior to anyone. Please leave immediately.”