Mia double–checked the caller’s name on her phone–it was indeed Timothy.


    Perplexed, she mused, “Why on earth is he calling me? Could he have dialed the wrong number?”


    The persistent ringing prompted her to answer reluctantly, “What do you want, Mr. Barrett?”


    “Your adoptive parents tracked down the vi and demanded money from me.”


    Mia was mortified, and a wave of embarrassment surged through her. “Drive them out. Don’t give them


    a single penny.”


    “Deal with it yourself. I’m busy,” he curtly replied before ending the call.


    After tidying up her belongings, Mia hailed a cab to the vi.


    Standing before the house, memories flooded her mind. After all, she hadn’t visited the ce since


    moving out.


    A brief hesitation hung in the air before she pressed the doorbell.


    The heated argument inside was audible even before the door opened.


    It seemed like her adoptive parents weren’t alone–Sharon’s voice joined the fray.


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    Mia’s heart sank to the pit of her stomach as she wondered why Sharon would be there.


    Contemting a quick escape, Holly swung the door open with a smile. “Mrs. Barrett, you’re finally


    back!


    Come on in.”


    Suppressing her unease, Mia entered and whispered, “What is she doing here?”


    “I have no idea. Anyways, things areplicated now,” Holly replied.


    Fully aware of theplexity of the situation, Mia acknowledged that if Holly hadn’t opened the door


    promptly, she might have turned away.


    The moment Mia showed herself in the living room, all eyes fixated on her.


    Mary initiated the confrontation. “Mia, you’ve finally graced us with your presence,” she said


    sarcastically.


    She continued, “Tell your mother–inw you hold the reins in this household! Your husband ims you


    make


    the final decisions, but she seems to disagree.”


    Sharon was livid, her hands shaking uncontrobly with anger. “Answer me, Mia Bowen! Who’s the


    person with the final say here? Who are you to handle my son’s finances?”


    Sharon had initially arrived with ns to redecorate the house for Timothy’s second marriage.


    Never in her wildest dream did she expect Mary and Bob’s unexpected visit.


    Mia sighed inwardly before addressing Mia with a frosty gaze. “There’s something I haven’t disclosed.


    Timothy and I are divorced.”


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    “What?” Mary’s expression soured.


    “Mia Bowen, why keep such huge news from us? Why divorce someone as wealthy as him? Have you


    lost your mind? Marymented.


    Sharon sneered, “Must I remind you that someone like Mia isn’t fit for my son? Especially with her


    embarrassing parents. I’m relieved they divorced. It would have been a stain on our family if words got


    out.”


    Mia, who already hard a taste of Sharon’s sharp tongue before, turned away, pretending not to hear


    those awful remarks.


    She looked across her shoulder at her adoptive parents.“Did you hear that? I was driven out of the


    ce because I didn’t deserve all this. I have been living elsewhere for a long time now. I hope you’ll


    stoping over here. It’ll be a disturbance to others.”


    Mary voiced her skepticism, “Even if you’re divorced, he must’ve given you a lot of money. Give it to


    us!”


    Bob concurred, “This is how it ys out in dramas. You must’ve received assets during your marriage.


    Hand over the money, and we’ll be on our way.”


    “I hate to break it to you, but I parted ways with him without receiving a single penny. I was only able to


    marry him because of how shameless I was back then. We signed a prenuptial agreement–I won’t get


    anything after the divorce. So, give up,” Mia said.