Jolene interjected, "Exactly! Mia, why hasn''t your chauffeur arrived yet? Are you concerned that if Ramona were to discover who he is, she might inform his wife? That''s why you''re hesitant to bring him here?"


    As she spoke, a sleek ck luxury car smoothly pulled up outside the restaurant.


    The car''s elegant lines glided through the pouring rain, halting directly in front of the restaurant entrance.


    Instantly, all eyes turned toward the vehicle.


    Jeremy couldn''t help but exim, "Wow, that''s impressive! It''s thetest Rolls-Royce. Even with money, it''s not easy to get your hands on one."


    Ramona leaned forward, attempting to get a clearer view.N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    Mia, too, stared at the sleek ck car before her, a hint of confusion evident in her eyes; this vehicle didn''t resemble her brother''s or Antonio''s!


    Yet, the emblem on the car appeared familiar. She recalled Timothy owning a simr car, although the model seemed different!


    Suddenly, the passenger door swung open, and a man holding a ck umbre approached the back seat, courteously opening the door.


    Therge ck umbre opened overhead, shielding them from the heavy downpour.


    A man in a suit leaned forward to step out of the car. His features were handsome yet stern, and his narrow eyes held a sharp gaze.


    Upon his arrival, the sound of the rain around him seemed to diminish, as if fading into the background.


    Taking the umbre from Heath''s hand, Timothy ascended the steps, his movementsmanding and resolute.


    For a moment, nearly all the women present found themselves captivated by him.


    Mia stood in ce, observing Timothy''s unexpected arrival. What was he doing here? In this torrential downpour, had he alsoe for dinner?


    As Mia contemted this, Timothy suddenly stood before her, his figure looming over her despite standing a few steps above.


    He positioned his umbre over Mia''s head, protecting her from the sshing rain.


    Instinctively, Mia moved aside. "Are you here for dinner?"


    Observing her movement, Timothy’s brow furrowed. “Follow me. "


    With the downpour intensifying, trying to hail a cab seemed impossible.


    Nevertheless, Mia instinctively refused, "There''s no need to go through all this trouble."


    Given Antonio''s likely dy on the road, Mia was confident he would arriveter to pick her up.


    Noticing her refusal, Timothy''s tone carried a hint of discontent. "Are you nning to get drenched on your way back in this heavy rain?"


    With that, he extended his hand toward Mia, his knuckles defined and attractive.


    Just then, Jeremy stepped forward, positioning himself beside Mia. "Sir, Mia prefers not to apany you. I''ll ensure she gets home safely."


    Seeing another man intervene, Timothy''s gaze turned sharp. "I suggest you refrain from interfering in this matter!"


    Where did this mane from? How dare he portray himself as a knight in shining armor!


    Undeterred, Jeremy persisted, "Mia and I are ssmates. If she''s not willing to apany you, then you shouldn''t force her."


    Timothy pursed his lips, arching an eyebrow with a mocking glint in his eyes.


    While Jeremy was also dressed in a formal suit, he appeared noticeably less impressive in both presence and appearancepared to Timothy.


    Timothy''s icy gaze sent a shiver down Jeremy''s spine, yet Jeremy couldn''t help but secretly admire Timothy''smanding aura.


    Despite this, Jeremy didn''t want toe across as timid, so he refused to back down.


    Timothy regarded him with a cold stare. "What''s your name?"


    "I''m Jeremy Kelce, the manager at Truist Financial. Here''s my business card!" Jeremy responded, his tone tinged with a hint of pride and boastfulness.


    After all, holding the position of manager at Truist Financial automaticallymanded a certain level of respect in society.


    Timothy nced at the business card but chose not to ept it.


    It seemed Jeremy was projecting an air of arrogance.