With Laura finally able to undergo surgery, Mia anticipated that Timothy might be relieved at the
prospect of their divorce.
However, to her surprise, he expressed a desire to continue their marriage, suggesting they didn’t
have to part ways.
The unexpected turn of events left Mia bewildered.
While Timothy seemed willing to give their marriage another shot, Mia had surpassed the stage of
settling for uncertainties.
She wasn’t willing to wait indefinitely for a change that seemed unlikely to happen.
Moreover, with two little ones growing in her belly, Mia found it even more challenging to envision
a future within the Barrett family.
Uponpleting her semester’s final exams and umting sufficient credits, Mia intended to join
her brothers in Nord City, giving birth and embarking on a new chapter in her life.
The decision to leave had long been a part of Mia’s preparations.
Perhaps Timothy had finally seen through Maya’s true colors, reflected on the situation, and concluded
that Mia, despite her perceived naivety, was the most suitable choice to be his wife.
This could be the reason Timothy suggested they didn’t need to divorce.
However, Mia remained skeptical.
As Mia pondered, a waft of perfume reached her senses, leaving no need for spection about the
approaching individual.
Lifting her head, she confirmed her suspicion as Shelly drew nearer, her brows furrowing.
“It’s best if you keep your distance. Don’t let your perfume infiltrate the operating room and disrupt
the surgeons,” Mia cautioned.
Shelly disdainfully snorted, “Mia, don’t assume I’m unaware of your intentions. I know your secret.”
Mia frowned. “Fine, you’re aware of my secret. You seem to know everything. Now, can you please
move away? Stay clear of the operating room.
“Aren’t you aware that your perfume could rival that of smoked bacon? Or is your sense of smell
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Infuriated, Shelly seized the heir document nearby. “So, this was your endgame, wasn’t it? Keeping it
concealed from everyone.”
Mia nced at the documents. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Hmph, Mia, stop pretending. I must admit your diversion tactics are quite effective. You’ve managed to
deceive everyone, including Tim, who wholeheartedly endorsed this without a hint of suspicion,” Shelly
retorted.
With a look of disdain, Shelly continued, “Unfortunately, Mia, your little schemes won’t fool me. Now
that I’m aware, your plot won’t seed. I won’t permit you to linger in the Barrett family!”
Mia sighed. “Then please be clear. What exactly have I done? What schemes have I employed? If you
don’t tell me, how will I know?”
“Mia, you’re pregnant, aren’t you?”
Upon hearing Shelly’s words, Mia’s heart rate surged instantly, her pupils narrowing as she gazed at
Shelly.
Could Shelly have learned about Mia’s pregnancy from Wilhelmina?
However, that didn’t make sense. Connor had assured Mia that the matter with Wilhelmina had
been resolved.
Mia trusted Connor, confident that he wouldn’t deceive her.
Swiftly regaining herposure, Mia responded calmly, “Yes, I’m pregnant. Why else would
Grandma Laura appoint my unborn child as the heir of Barrett Group?”
“Mia, why are you persisting in this charade? Everyone believes you pretended to be pregnant merely
to appease Grandma before her surgery. However, I’m the only one who knows that you’re really
pregnant.
“So, is this a cover for advancing your agenda? Did you intentionally orchestrate the designated heir
document from Grandma as well?” Shelly spoke with increasing enthusiasm, firmly convinced that her
spections were urate.
Shelly relished the moment, thinking she had finally caught Mia in apromising position.
Mia cursed silently. Despite Shelly often appearing foolish, Mia hadn’t anticipated her asional
moments of insight.
Now, what should Mia do?
What if Shelly did possess evidence from Wilhelmina?