Mia didn’t expect someone to speak to her that way.


    The man touched his Volex watch simrly to how Laura touched her precious jewelry.


    It was actually an imitation and yet he cherished it so much.


    Mia cocked a brow. “Why should I do that?”


    “Miss, it must be difficult to raise a child alone. I can give you somepensation in return. How about


    that?”


    “Hubby, why should we give her money? Are you on it again because of her pretty face?” The middle-


    aged woman lost it.


    She took a step forward, ring daggers at Mia. “Why are you making eyes at my husband? Are you


    trying to seduce him? Not a chance!


    “Besides, don’te here if you’re poor. This ain’t a ce for someone like you.”


    Mia chuckled and arched an eyebrow at them. “Who would like your husband when he looks like a


    swine? Oh, I guess you’re an exception.”


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    “Y–You!”


    “What about me? Speaking of, why are you wearing a leather coat in this hot weather? Do you think


    that you’re a richdy or what? Be careful of nightmares now that you’re wearing animal skins on you.”


    Mia


    didn’t hold herself back at all.


    This was


    the middle–aged woman’s first time getting humiliated. The fact that so many people, including her


    friends, were watching made it worse.


    Anger got the best of her as she raised her arm to p Mia. “What gibberish are you talking about, you


    bitch!”


    This was Mia’s chance! Since the other party striked first, she could counter as self–defense. But she


    had to make sure she set up the right example because Ginger was around.


    Howeveres t


    the middle–aged woman’s hand. Timothy pinned her down with his cold


    stare. “You have no right to hit her.”


    Next, he flung his arm and the momentum pushed her onto the ground where shey miserably.


    Mia turned sideways to look at him. Images fleeted through her mind, but she didn’t know what they


    were.


    Had she met this man before? She couldn’t remember.


    Ginger, still in Mia’s arms, beamed widely when she noticed Timothy. “Cool!”


    Her brisk voice rippled a pleasant influence on his heart and somehow lightened his mood.


    He stroked her head. “Did you have fun?”


    “Yeah! Mr. Bodyguard helped me tons! I won a lot of prizes!”


    Herment earned an exhausted smile from the bodyguard. That was exactly how he slowly lost


    himself in her pleasant chant of “Mr. Bodyguard“.


    Timothy spared him a questioning nce. “I couldn’t reach your number.”


    The bodyguard quickly got back on his feet, exining politely, “I identally dropped my phone into


    the


    water.”


    “He dropped it while catching the fish for me.” Ginger put in good words for him.


    Hearing that, Timothy waved at the bodyguard as an acknowledgment. Considering how happy Ginger


    was. Timothy spared the bodyguard from the responsibility.


    Mia held Ginger’s hand. “Let’s go home. I have something.


    talk to you.”


    “Hold it right there! Who says you could leave?” The middle–aged man behind them questioned,


    enraged. “You can’t just go off like this! You broke my wife’s bracelet!”


    The middle–aged woman stood up, limping. “It cost thousands of dors. Compensate me or I will call


    the cops!”