Chapter 67

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“Oh, yeah?” Maya looked at Mia. “Sure. Go ahead.”

Mia continued in a calm yet assertive volce. “You asked the butler to get rid of the previous décor, didn’t

you? Timothy doesn’t like the new décor, which means you don’t know Timothy that well yet. A side

chick who doesn’t know the way to her man’s heart can never be a main chick.”

Maya stood up quickly. “Did you just call me a side chick?”

“Well, the law says so. Timothy and I haven’t gotten the divorce yet. So, who do you think you are

now?” Mia left as soon as she said that. But suddenly, a searing pain spread from her scalp. Someone

was grabbing her hair.

Maya was mad. “And who do you think you are? You’re a tramp who used to live in slums. Know your

place. Who gives you the permission to bark at others with your stinky breath?”

Mia retaliated and grabbed Maya’s head before pinching the latter’s waist hard. “And even if you were

born rich, you’re still a side chick. Pathetic.”

Maya’s whole body trembled in fury following Mia’s provocation. She wished she could choke Mia.

“Stop! What are you doing?” As soon as Timothy walked in, he saw the two women engage in a brawl.

His eyes fell on Mia, surprised by how aggressive Mia could be.

Maya saw that Timothy was back, and she let go of Mia immediately. “Timothy, you’re back. Look. My

head hurts. My hands hurt, too.”

Mia turned around to find that Timothy was here. She froze on the spot.

Timothy approached Mia and uttered coldly, “Let go of Maya now.”

A mocking look appeared on Mia’s face. Nothing had changed at all.

She let go of Maya. The latter immediately threw herself into Timothy’s arms and wept pitifully.

Mia could never be as hypocritical as Maya. She straightened her back and gazed at Timothy defiantly.

“She hit me first, but I know you won’t believe me. Forget everything then.”

Mia turned and left, but Maya’s wistful voice sounded behind her. “It’s okay, Timothy. Just let me play

the

villain.”

Mia lifted her head to look at the ceiling. She refused to look back.

“Stay right there!” The masculine voice called out.

Mia hälted in her steps. She mustered the courage and turned to address the couple who was standing

next to

each other. “Yes?”

Maya continued to play the victim. “It’s okay, Timothy. Let’s not make a scene.”

Mia regretted coming here today. She shouldn’t have agreed to help Timothy. She should have cut off

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The next moment, Timothy shuffled to her side. His face remained as stolc as ever.

Mia stood in the same spot. She looked into Timothy’s eyes valiantly. “Why? You want to hit me, too?”

Timothy frowned. Did he ever say that he wanted to hit her? He looked down and noticed Mia’s

disheveled hair. There was a cut near the comer of her lips, too. His eyes softened. “Does it hurt?”

Huh? Mia was startled. Was Timothy worried about her?

Behind him, Maya balked at his question.

Timothy quickly looked away and explained dryly. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I couldn’t care less about

you. This should teach you not to get physical next time.”

Mia pouted in response. So Timothy was just warning her. The pain on the corner of her lips did not

hurt as much as the heartache she felt now. She uttered. “Are you done?”

“No. Have you forgotten what you are here for? You don’t want me to repeal the complaint now?”

Mia explained plainly. “Ms. Lane already signed it on your behalf. The complaint was repealed. The

design paper is on the table. Also, congratulations in advance.” Mia then ran out, not wanting to spend

a second longer at the mansion.

Inside the living hall, Timothy asked coldly, his eyes transfixed on the fading silhouette, “Who told you

you could sign it?”

Maya smiled awkwardly. “Timothy, Ms. Bowen begged me to help her just now. Besides, she did a

great job designing everything this time, so I signed it for you. She will be your ex-wife, so I don’t want

to make her life more difficult.”

“Is that all?”