Mia was stunned. What was Timothy doing?


    Disappointment settled in his stomach when he realized the mole wasn’t makeup.


    He quickly reclined back in his seat, his voice tinged with distance. “Sorry, but I can’t ept that term,


    Ms. Monalize.”


    She stared at him, baffled as her heart raced.


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    She quickly reached for her wine to take a sip, trying to mask her emotions.


    Thing’s were escting in a direction beyond her expectations.


    She cleared her throat and asked, “What were you doing?”


    “Your mole is pretty,”mented Timothy indifferently.


    She was sure that he was telling a lie. The expression he wore when he touched her mole wasn’t that


    of admiration. It was more like he was testing something.


    The weird feeling was too much for her to shake off now, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. Was she


    overreading it?


    Timothy checked the time. “You can think of any terms other than that.”


    Next, he stood up and handed her his business card. “Here’s my business card. It can grant whatever


    you want to do in Bern City.”


    Mia read the business card. “You belong to the Barrett family from Bern City?”


    No wonder he sounded so haughty. It turned out he was the president of Barrett Group.


    Rumors had it that he was a capable yet malicious existence.


    The Lanes‘ business almost had nothing to do with that ce, so she didn’t know much


    about it.


    But she had heard of the famous Barrett family from Bern City. After all, they were the richest family


    there.


    Timothy withdrew his hand. “If you can’t think of any terms, we can settle with me owing you a favor.”


    “Any favor will do?” Her brow cocked.


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    The gave hintest at eagerness to speak, but Timothy Interjected, “I should mention, personal


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    The deal seemedme to her almost instantly. “Mr. Barrett, what if I ask you to sell your


    Ma was thrilled at the thought of the richest man in Bern City selling hits body.


    However, Timothy’s expression remained the same. “A promise from me is worth more than that, Ats.


    Monalize. Please give it a serious thought.” His tone was firm.


    As soon as he finished, he walked away.


    Msa held the business card.


    Things were getting interesting. This was Mia’s first time meeting such a difficult man.


    After finishing her share of steak, she headed back to her room.


    Ginger, who had been waiting on the couch, brightened up as soon as she saw Mia.” Mommy, you’re


    back! How was it?”


    “Boring.”


    Ginger’s mood plummeted. “He failed the test, didn’t he?”


    No. It is me who failed to test him.”


    “Does that mean he passed?” Her hands danced in the air.


    Mia pinched Ginger’s cheek. “No, he rejected the test. But we still have time.”


    “Mommy, can I test him with the reishi mushrooms?”


    “Kids should stay out of adults‘ games.” Mia could tell that Ginger would give Timothy the leeway.


    Mia’s finger brushed the tip of Ginger’s nose. “It’s gettingte. Wash up and go to bed. If you sleepte,


    you will stay short forever!”


    Ginger promptly scurried to the bathroom.


    Mia watched while smiling.


    The business card in her bag caught her attention, and she mused. She didn’t think there


    would be a man that she couldn’t rope in in this world. She intended to continue with her advances


    tomorrow.