Chapter 541

Mia glanced at the name of the restaurant, it was indeed a relatively upscale establishment, rumored to

require membership.

“Mia, what are you looking at? Did the class reunion group mention something?” Eva inquired.

“Not really,” Mia replied. “Someone just shared where we’re having dinner tonigh

Seated on the sofa, Claude raised his head. “Mia, where’s the dinner happening?

“At Rustica Restaurant,” Mia answered.

“That place? The food there is rather ordinary. I happen to have a membership card for that restaurent,

gifted by the owner.

“When you’re there, just provide them with my phone number, and they can put the expences on my

tab,”

Claude proposed.

さ

Mia chuckled. “No worries, someone else is footing the bill tonight.”

After all, Ramona had mentioned in the group chat that Jeremy was treating everyone.

If Mia were to insist on paying, it would undoubtedly attract attention and might even stir up

unnecessary

drama.

Mia certainly didn’t want to steal the limelight at today’s gathering; it wasn’t necessary.

As the evening approached, Mia finished packing her bag and left campus, intending to catch a cab to

the restaurant.

As she stepped outside, a car suddenly pulled up beside her.

“Are you Ms. Mia? I’m Antonio Sanchez, your designated driver for tonight. Allow me to transport you to

the restaurant,” he offered.

Mia hesitated briefly but ultimately accepted the offer. She bent down and entered the car.

With her phone in hand, she sent a message to Gina. I’m on the way.”

Gina promptly replied, “I had to work late today, I’m just leaving now. I might be a little behind you.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll wait for you outside,” Mia reassured her.

An hour later, the car came to a stop by the roadside.

Antonio promptly stepped out of the vehicle to open the door for Mia.

“Ms. Mia, your backpack seems quite heavy. Perhaps you should leave it in the car. This is the

handbag prepared for you by Ms. Delgado.”

As Mia watched Antonio retrieve the new handbag from the passenger seat, she immediately

recognized

it as being from Eva.

Why were Dominic and Eva so concerned that she might be judged at today’s reunion?

Accepting the designer handbag from Antonio, Mia raised her head and surveyed her surroundings.

She

couldn’t help but wonder if her brothers were nearby, perhaps hiding and watching.

However, considering their hectic schedules, they probably didn’t have the time.

Mia recalled overhearing Dominic and Eva discussing work matters yesterday. They had dropped

everything just to come and pick her up.

Having convinced her brothers to return to Nord City the previous night to tend to work matters, Mia

doubted they would have the time to locate her and accompany her to the class reunion.

With her handbag in tow, Mia made her way toward the restaurant. As she walked, two elegantly

dressed

women approached her.

One of the women looked at her disdainfully and remarked, “Mia, I never expected you to have become

so audacious over these past few years.

“Who was that elderly man driving the luxury car just now? Could he be the one who gave you this

designer handbag?”

“Isn’t it obvious? They must be in a sugar daddy–and–baby relationship. Why else would a wealthy

older man just randomly give her a designer handbag? I bet it’s because Mia knows how to provide

excellent

sexual services!”

Upon hearing this, Mia couldn’t help but chuckle, regarding the two women in front of her. “And who

might you be?”

“I’m Ramona. Don’t act like you don’t know me,” she retorted.

“Ramona Tilburt? Are you sure you’re the same person in this photo? Your nose looks different, your

eyes too, and your chin seems more defined. You’re practically unrecognizable compared to before!”

Mia

commented as she shook her phone.

The photo showed Ramona with her trademark side–swept bangs, but her haughty expression

remained

unchanged.

“Mia, delete that photo immediately, do you understand? Holding onto someone else’s photo like this

violates their right to privacy!” Ramona demanded.

Mia’s tone turned cold. “And what about the things you just said? Legally, that’s considered defamation.

Do you understand?”

Ramona’s demeanor shifted from arrogant to defensive.

“Mia, did I say something inaccurate? Weren’t you an orphan who dropped out of college? How do you

justify being driven in a luxury car, wearing designer clothes, and carrying designer handbags?”