Chapter 455

Watching Timothy’s tentative behavior, it dawned on Mia that he really did have something This was

her first seeing him contemplating his words for so long.

To her, he was never hesitant. As the rightful heir of the Barrett Group, he was well–known in the

business industry for his decisiveness.

Her gaze was glued to him, but his gaze was averted elsewhere. He couldn’t seem to get the words out

of his mouth.

Feeling immensely frustrated, he tugged on his tie.

Shit.

After taking a deep breath, he glanced up at Mia and said, “Mia, actually-”

Claude realized something was off. He interrupted hastily, “What are you on about? Stop fumbing with

your words! Just spit it out, will you?

“But let me warn you, don’t you dare try to pursue Mia again! It’s too late for you to fall for her now.

“Better think twice before you speak so you won’t humiliate yourself. Mia’s no longer a lovesick fool

now!”

Claude knew his way around women. Of course, he wouldn’t miss Timothy’s intention to win back Mia.

There was absolutely no way that he was going to let that happen. Thus, he had to make a move

before Timothy could say anything.

Timothy’s disdainful gaze swept past Claude as he thought, “The Lanes are so annoying.”

Claude glared back at him as he thought, “How shameless of Timothy to think that he deserves another

chance!”

None of them broke their gaze, and the rage in their eyes was so palpable that it wouldn’t be a surprise

it any of them combusted right on the spot.

Mia replied earnestly, “Mr. Barrett, rest assured. Once I’m done with my work, I’ll visit Grandma Laura.

It make sure to keep my promise until the very end!”

Claude nodded. “Exactly. Mia kept her promise, and she even convinced Connor to perform surgery on

Mrs. Barrett Senior. When are you going to divorce with her? Don’t you dare sneak your way out of

this!”

Timothy frowned. “This is something between us, and it has nothing to do with you. Who do you think

you are to order me around?”

“Did you just fucking ask who I am?” Bursting into a fit of rage, Claude rolled his sleeves up and

scowled at Timothy, “Let me tell you, I’m your-

“Enough!” Mia grabbed Claude, who was seething.

It was unreasonable to argue over these things. She thought their squabbles were extremely petulant.

Grabbing Claude’s arm, she dragged him out of the private room.

Timothy glared at her as she held Claude’s arm. If looks could kill, Claude would be dead by now.

In the end, he plopped down in his chair, feeling exasperated. He snatched a box of cigarettes left by

Kennedy and lit it. Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he didn’t attempt to smoke at all.

Leaning back against the chair, he stayed completely still in solitude. No one dared to approach him.

Heath remained silent beside him. It was a first for him to witness how upset Timothy looked. He

resembled a stray dog who had just lost in a group fight and could only resort to licking its wounds in

solitude.

Meanwhile, Mia finally managed to haul Claude out of the restaurant. Her forehead was clad with sweat

as she panted. “Claude, let’s go back.”

“Don’t stop me, Mia! I’ll have to teach him a lesson today. How dare he question who I am? I’m his

fucking brother–in–law!

“If he wants to marry a Lane, he better act modest. He’s really putting me off with his arrogance!”

Realizing that she could no longer stop him, she suddenly released him. Her hand flew to her

forehead.” Claude, I feel dizzy.”

Immediately, Claude couldn’t be bothered about Timothy. He helped Mia into the car and opened a

bottle for her. “Drink some water. If you’re still feeling under the weather, we’ll go to Connor.”

“I feel much better now. Maybe I’m just too tired these few days. I want to go home and rest now,” she

replied weakly, staring at him with teary eyes.

In an instant, the fury surging in Claude’s chest vanished.

Watching Timothy’s tentative behavior, it dawned on Mia that he really did have something This was

her first seeing him contemplating his words for so long.

To her, he was never hesitant. As the rightful heir of the Barrett Group, he was well–known in the

business industry for his decisiveness.

Her gaze was glued to him, but his gaze was averted elsewhere. He couldn’t seem to get the words out

of his mouth.

Feeling immensely frustrated, he tugged on his tie.

Shit.

After taking a deep breath, he glanced up at Mia and said, “Mia, actually-”

Claude realized something was off. He interrupted hastily, “What are you on about? Stop fumbing with

your words! Just spit it out, will you?

“But let me warn you, don’t you dare try to pursue Mia again! It’s too late for you to fall for her now.

“Better think twice before you speak so you won’t humiliate yourself. Mia’s no longer a lovesick fool

now!”

Claude knew his way around women. Of course, he wouldn’t miss Timothy’s intention to win back Mia.

There was absolutely no way that he was going to let that happen. Thus, he had to make a move

before Timothy could say anything.

Timothy’s disdainful gaze swept past Claude as he thought, “The Lanes are so annoying.”

Claude glared back at him as he thought, “How shameless of Timothy to think that he deserves another

chance!”

None of them broke their gaze, and the rage in their eyes was so palpable that it wouldn’t be a surprise

it any of them combusted right on the spot.

Mia replied earnestly, “Mr. Barrett, rest assured. Once I’m done with my work, I’ll visit Grandma Laura.

It make sure to keep my promise until the very end!”

Claude nodded. “Exactly. Mia kept her promise, and she even convinced Connor to perform surgery on

Mrs. Barrett Senior. When are you going to divorce with her? Don’t you dare sneak your way out of

this!”

Timothy frowned. “This is something between us, and it has nothing to do with you. Who do you think

you are to order me around?”

“Did you just fucking ask who I am?” Bursting into a fit of rage, Claude rolled his sleeves up and

scowled at Timothy, “Let me tell you, I’m your-

“Enough!” Mia grabbed Claude, who was seething.

It was unreasonable to argue over these things. She thought their squabbles were extremely petulant.

Grabbing Claude’s arm, she dragged him out of the private room.

Timothy glared at her as she held Claude’s arm. If looks could kill, Claude would be dead by now.

In the end, he plopped down in his chair, feeling exasperated. He snatched a box of cigarettes left by

Kennedy and lit it. Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he didn’t attempt to smoke at all.

Leaning back against the chair, he stayed completely still in solitude. No one dared to approach him.

Heath remained silent beside him. It was a first for him to witness how upset Timothy looked. He

resembled a stray dog who had just lost in a group fight and could only resort to licking its wounds in

solitude.

Meanwhile, Mia finally managed to haul Claude out of the restaurant. Her forehead was clad with sweat

as she panted. “Claude, let’s go back.”

“Don’t stop me, Mia! I’ll have to teach him a lesson today. How dare he question who I am? I’m his

fucking brother–in–law!

“If he wants to marry a Lane, he better act modest. He’s really putting me off with his arrogance!”

Realizing that she could no longer stop him, she suddenly released him. Her hand flew to her

forehead.” Claude, I feel dizzy.”

Immediately, Claude couldn’t be bothered about Timothy. He helped Mia into the car and opened a

bottle for her. “Drink some water. If you’re still feeling under the weather, we’ll go to Connor.”

“I feel much better now. Maybe I’m just too tired these few days. I want to go home and rest now,” she

replied weakly, staring at him with teary eyes.

In an instant, the fury surging in Claude’s chest vanished.