Chapter 659

As soon as Mia said that, Luna’s expression shifted.

There was mischief in Mia’s eyes. She never held back when dealing with a pretentious person. Not

when she knew what Luna did to Ginger.

On top of that, Ginger liked Timothy–all the more reason for Mia to eliminate her potential competitors.

Timothy frowned at Luna. “What are you doing here?”

Luna let out a weak smile. “Tim, I’m alright now. It’s just scrapes. So, I came out to have a walk and

have breakfast.”

Mia looked toward where Ginger was seated. “I’ll bring the food to Ginger first.”

She then made her way to Ginger. “Finish everything.”

“Mommy, is the bad woman here to cause trouble again?” Ginger was anxious.

“Relax. I know how to deal with people like her,” assured Mia as she placed the plate down. Then, she

returned to the buffet section, to Luna’s side. “Ms. Maynard, there are better ways to show your

feelings. You shouldn’t stoop that low. Besides, it doesn’t work that way.” Luna’s eyes dimmed, and she

retorted, “Am I supposed to be like you? Throwing myself to a man shamelessly?”

Mia chuckled. “Your acting is so good. Have you considered a debut in showbiz?”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. Tim will never accept you. There’s someone he cherished in his heart. He

hadn’t forgotten about her for years.”

Mia arched a brow. “Enlighten me. What kind of woman is she?”

There was something off about Timothy yesterday. No man should be able to resist her offer yesterday.

Timothy, it seemed, had someone else.

Every muscle in Luna’s body screamed to rip Monalize’s face off. Monalize resembled Mia so

much!

“Why should I? If you want to know, you can ask him yourself.” Luna sounded malicious.

Mia couldn’t tear her eyes away as Luna, with a pathetic pout, approached Timothy. The

pitiful façade on Luna’s face tugged at an unfamiliar irritation within her. It shouldn’t have bothered her.

Yet, a niggling unease wouldn’t be quelled.

Mia simply placed a bowl of soup on her tray before her strides carried her to Luna. A pristine smile

was on Mia’s face. “Mr. Barrett.”

A jolt of annoyance shot through Luna at Mia’s voice. Her smile faltered, hardening into a grimace.

As Mia approached Luna and Timothy, her ankle appeared to give way, causing the bowl of soup to

topple and spill.

“Be careful!” Timothy exclaimed, surging forward to catch Mia.

Mia caught his arm, shrieking, “The floor is slippery. I would’ve fallen if it wasn’t for you, Mr. Barrett.”

“Tim!” Luna cried, a shrill squeak escaping her lips as she gripped the table’s edge, narrowly avoiding

another fall.

Luna reeked of chicken soup, and her dress clung to her, hot to the touch.

Her reddened eyes stared at the duo hugging. Grievance was written all over her face.

Why did he save Mia and not her?

Timothy looked at her. “Are you alright?” His tone sounded calm.

Luna’s eyes were downcast to hide her delight. “The soup’s burning! I think I got scalded. Ms.

Monalize, did I upset you somehow? You shoved me down the stairs yesterday, and now you spilled

soup on me!”

“Ms. Maynard, I’m sorry. But the floor is too slippery! I twisted my ankle, too! I would have fallen like

you if it hadn’t been for Mr. Barrett catching me. It was a complete accident.”