Chapter 671
Meet My Brothers
Mia casually rested her chin on her hand, tilting her head as she regarded Timothy with a smile. âMr.
Barrett, it seems like youâre a bit nervous, arenât you?â
While talking, she deliberately moved her feet under the table.
With a swift motion, Timothy reached over and placed his hand on top of her foot.
With the table draped in a white cloth, nothing transpiring underneath was visible from the
outside.
As a result, Mia grew even bolder. She removed the nude lipstick from her lips and replaced it with a
bold red shade, instantly elevating her appearance.
She smirked. âMr. Barrett, you havenât touched your steak yet. Is it not to your liking?â
As Timothy observed Mia before him, he couldnât help but notice a distinct transformation
in her demeanor.
His Adamâs apple moved slightly. âItâs been four years, and it would seem that your audacity has grown
considerably.â
Mia casually undid the top button of her shirt, purposefully exposing her collarbone. Perhaps more than
just my audacity,â she playfully remarked.
Timothyâs gaze followed her hand, settling on her collarbone before he quickly averted his eyes, a
frown creasing his expression. âMia, please button up your shirt!â His tone carried a hint of displeasure.
Mia couldnât contain her laughter. Instead of complying, she continued to unbutton her shirt, revealing
the garment she wore underneath.
Unable to sit still any longer, Timothy reached out to grab her hand, his eyes narrowing. What are you
trying to do, exactly?â
âIâm flirting with you, Mr. Barrett!â
Miaâs hand trailed along Timothyâs arm, attempting to tilt his chin, but this time he evaded
her.
Timothy seized her wrist. His tone was urgent and stern as he warned, âAre you done playing around?â
Mia disregarded him and swiftly extended her foot, pressing it against his crotch. âStay still!
Otherwise, I canât guarantee that this dick wonât incapacitate you!â
Timothyâs body tensed, his Intense gaze fixed on her. âWhat do you want?â
âI have a question for you.â
âGo ahead,â Timothy replied, maintaining a firm grip that prevented Mia from breaking fred
With a smirk, Mia inquired, âMr. Barrett, after all this time, how have you been satisfying your sexual
urges?â
Timothy met her gaze, his voice husky. âAre you curious?â
âA bitâ Mia replied.
Timothy looked at her with a hint of surprise. âYouâve certainly changed.â
The old Mia wasnât so audacious!
Timothy tenderly touched her face, his intense stare penetrating. âFor all these years, Iâve abstained
from physical intimacy. Shouldnât my wife now fulfill her marital obligations?â Mia evaded his hand. âMr.
Barrett, do you truly expect anyone to believe youâve remained celibate? As a wealthy, attractive man
with a good physique, how could you possibly lack female companionship?â
Timothyâs hand reached out, lightly grazing her ear. âWhy donât you believe me? Letâs give it a shot,
shall we?â
Witnessing Timothyâs sudden shift in demeanor, Mia couldnât help but smile. âVery well.â She forcefully
pushed all the plates on the table to the ground, then propped herself against the table and sat directly
in front of Timothy.
Peering down at him, Mia reached out to tug on his tie. âMr. Barrett, how would you like to proceed?â
Timothyâs breath quickened noticeably; he hadnât expected her boldness.
A subtle tightness crept into Timothyâs throat as he looked at his alluring exâwife seated opposite him.
Years of suppressed emotions surged forth, engulfing his senses.
Timothyâs eyes were bloodshot as he tugged at his tie, feeling a wave of heat sweep over him.
However, at that moment, Mia grabbed Timothyâs hand and glanced toward the door. âMr. Barrett,
shouldnât you handle the peeping tom outside?â