The stains on Mia’s dress were obvious despite the server’s meticulous effort to wipe them off.


    The Lane brothers dashed toward her and fussed. “Mia, are you okay?”


    Liam fretted the most out of the six brothers. He dragged her wrist, asking. “Do you feel any


    difort?”


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    “No. J was just shocked. I lost focus when I was walking earlier, and I identally crashed into her


    tray.” Mia was distracted because of Timothy’s unwavering gaze on her.


    Dominic scowled at the server, who was crouching on the ground. “What’s the matter with you?”


    “I’m sorry. It’s all my fault, but I didn’t do it on purpose! I’m really sorry! I’m new here, and I can’t afford


    to


    lose this job.”


    “Never mind. I’m fine, after all. Only the dress is stained.” Her gaze dipped, and she sighed when she


    saw the wine stains on the hem of her dress. “Is it very difficult to get rid of these?*


    Eva took her hand. “It doesn’t matter if the dress is dirtied. You can just wear it once. Wear something


    new at the next banquet.”


    Connor was rmed. “Mia, you should rest at the lounge.”


    “Alright. The urge to clean the stains off her dress overwhelmed her. The red stains stood out like a


    sore thumb on her white dress.


    As the Lane brothers huddled her away, the server, who had been crouching on the ground, nced up


    at Mia’s direction. A cold glint flickered in her eyes.


    Mia suddenly turned around after a few steps. She realized that the server was moving toward the


    other end of the hall after clearing away the ss.


    A hint of suspicion gleamed in her eyes. She realized that the server looked familiar–she resembled


    Dana. She couldn’t make out her features clearly since the server had her head hung low the entire


    time.


    Perhaps she was mistaken. The server sounded nothing like Dana, after all.


    Mia simply shrugged it off. As her brothers and her approached the hall’s exit, Timothy went up to


    them.”


    I’ll get the maid to prepare your clothes.”


    Dominic turned around. “No need. I’ll get someone to buy her a new set of clothes for her to change


    into.” The other brothers stood in front of Timothy as well, shielding Mia from him.


    Mia stared at him. “No need. My brothers will take care of that for me.”


    Timothy swallowed, and continued in a strained voice, “Your old clothes are still here. I actually meant


    for you to change back into your old clothes. Grandma didn’t tamper with your room, so your things are


    still there.”


    She was suddenly at a loss for words.


    Just then, Laura strode over to them from the hall. “Mia, what happened to your dress? Why don’t you


    go upstairs and change into something else? Your clothes are still in your room.”


    Mia could refuse Timothy’s offer, but she couldn’t bring herself to rebuke Laura. She nodded. “Alright.”


    Connor interrupted, “Let the maid get the clothes down here. She’ll get changed in the lounge.” His


    disdain for the Barretts was so palpable that he made it clear that he didn’t want Mia to go to her


    bedroom upstairs to get changed.


    Mia followed her brothers to the lounge. Meanwhile, Laura nced at Timothy and asked, “Tim, do you


    regret it?”


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