Chapter 919

Glancing at Mia, Sage inquired, "Mommy, why are you asking this

question?"

Given Ginger's affection for Timothy, Mia was interested in

comprehending Sage's viewpoint as well.

A smile graced Mia's lips as she responded, "Just curious, that's all.”

"Mommy, I have no interest in seeing him. Ginger might have been

influenced, but not me."

Sage's stance was unwavering; he had no intention of acknowledging

Timothy.

Mia couldn't help but notice the striking similarities between Sage and

Timothy, extending beyond mere physical resemblance to encompass

their personalities.

Therefore, Sage's hesitation to acknowledge Timothy didn't come as a

surprise.

Two men, one older and one younger, both exhibiting a common streak

of stubbornness.

Mia offered Sage a comforting pat on the head. "It's alright. However

you choose to engage with him, it's entirely your decision. Mommy

won't meddle.”

"Mommy, does that mean you won't intervene if we choose to accept

that man in the future?"

Feeling a pang of sorrow, Mia replied, "Yes, I won't interfere."

After all, she believed that every child deserves to have a father.

Sage spoke sincerely, "Mommy, since that man didn't want us before, I

won't acknowledge him now. Don't let his sweet talk fool you."

"Mommy won't," Mia assured him.

Observing Sage thrive and grow stirred a complex array of emotions

within Mia. When Sage was born, doctors had predicted he wouldn't

survive past a month.

Yet, in what felt like the blink of an eye, he was already four years old.

At dinner, Ginger and Sage eventually made amends, their earlier

argument seemingly forgotten.

As Mia checked her phone, she spotted a missed call from Peyton.

Stepping outside to return the call, she asked, "What's up?"

"Ms. Mia, remember how you tasked me with keeping an eye on Mr.

Barrett? Well, today he went straight to the Barrett Group's branch

office. I suspect it's probably to handle the partnership with the Bowen

family."

"Okay, thanks for letting me know," Mia said before hanging up.

She had expected Timothy to take charge of the situation. However,

Ralph's involvement would undoubtedly complicate matters.

Regardless, it appeared that Timothy would encounter some trouble

ahead.

Another day had passed.

At the luxurious five-star hotel, Timothy found himself immersed in

managing the conglomerate's affairs. Having been absent for several

days, there was a considerable backlog of work demanding his

attention.

Upon concluding a video conference, he turned to Heath and inquired,

"When is the signing ceremony with the Bowen family scheduled?"

“It's set for 2:00 pm, at The Grand Auburn Hotel," Heath responded

promptly.

"Very well, is everything arranged?" Timothy asked, his eyes glinting

with resolve.

He was determined to thwart any potential partnership between the

Barrett Group's branch office and the Bowen family.

In the past, Timothy had never directly overseen the operations of the

Nord City branch.

Given the Lane family's considerable influence in the city, they

consistently undermined the branch's business operations.

Timothy understood the underlying reasons and therefore refrained

from imposing any demands on the subsidiary's performance.

Despite these obstacles, Timothy had no desire to pursue a partnership

with a company such as the Bowen Group.

Caleb cast a glance at Timothy and inquired, "Any updates from Mrs.

Barrett's end?"

Given Timothy's recent visit to the subsidiary to discuss terminating the

partnership, it seemed likely that Ralph would enlist Sharon's

intervention.

Before Timothy could respond, his phone buzzed with an incoming call

from Sharon.

Waving his phone in his hand, he commented, "Well, speak of the devil,

right?"

Caleb cleared his throat before saying, "I was just asking casually, but

what a coincidence.”

Timothy glanced at his phone but chose not to answer.

He was well aware of Sharon's purpose for calling, but he had no

intention of complying this time.

Putting his phone into his back pocket, Timothy turned and made his

way outside.

Once everyone was in the car, Caleb broke the silence. "Hey, Tim, do

you think Mia will show up?"

Timothy quipped, "You're the one who asked Mia to come."

Caleb paused, feeling a bit sheepish. Had mentioning her name struck

a nerve?

Taking out his phone, Caleb suggested, "I'll give her a call and find out.”