Timothy’s eyes narrowed slightly. “If this is such a positive sign, why don’t you wear it?”
“Your wife purchased this for you, not me.”
Leaning back on the sofa, Timothy gazed up at the ceiling. “Honestly, I’m starting to doubt if it’s really
her.”
Considering Mia’s personality, he felt that her flirtatious actions beneath the table were something she
would never engage in.
“I think there’s a high likelihood. It can’t just be a coincidence. She’s probably still upset about what
happened in the past, so she’s intentionally trying to tease you. Are you really going to give up so
easily, Tim?”
Timothy’s eyes narrowed further. “Do you also believe she’s just acting?”
“Yes. Why don’t you go to her room tonight, Tim, and find out her true intentions? If she’s truly Mia, she
won’t sleep with you. She would just be teasing you intentionally.”
Timothy remained silent as he examined the underwear in the box.
Caleb persisted, “Tim, you don’t need to worry about Ginger. Tonight, I can look after her for you.”
ncing at the clock, Timothy rose from his seat. “Have Heath send me a casual outfit.”
For some inexplicable reason, Timothy didn’t want to wear his current suit to Mia’s room.
“Aren’t you going to change into the clothes in this box too?” Caleb teased.
“Get lost!” Timothy snapped.
Caleb nearly burst intoughter, clutching his stomach as he chuckled. He hadn’t anticipated Timothy
finding himself in such a situation.
However, it seemed that Mia had be quite daring, going as far as sending sexy underwear to
Timothy. It all felt so surreal that Caleb could hardly believe it.
In the evening, Timothy donned a white casual outfit. Standing before the mirror, he gazed
at his reflection.
He couldn’t help but frown. “Are there no other casual clothes avable?”
“Mr. Barrett, since we all packed suits this time, there aren’t any other casual options. This
outfit was purchased at the Xanier Ind Mall. There weren’t many choices, but it’s a popr style and
sells well”
“Tim, you look great in that white casual outfit. It gives you a youthful vibe, like a college student,”
Heath remarked.
“If you don’t have anything positive to say, then keep quiet!” Timothy snapped as he adjusted his
clothes.
He seldom wore such rxed attire, especially clothes typically associated with younger individuals.
But with no alternatives, he had to make do.
ncing at his watch, Timothy left the suite and took the elevator to room 888.
It was the same room Mia had previously arranged to meet, though Timothy had opted for a dinner at
the ss–walled restaurant upstairs instead.
Before long, Timothy arrived at the door of room 888.
Timothy found himself unexpectedly nervous, his hand reflexively reaching to adjust a tie that wasn’t
there.
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Realizing this, he withdrew his hand and knocked firmly on the door.
Momentster, it swung open.
Timothy’s expression changed suddenly as he confronted the person who opened the door.
“Who are you?” Timothy asked, expecting Mia but instead encountering a young man named Keith
Adams.
Their eyes met, and a slight tension filled the air.
Timothy’s lips pressed together tightly as he asked, “Where is she?”
“She hasn’t shown up yet. And who might you be? Showing up at this hour, are you her new beau?”
Keith’s tone carried a hint of sarcasm as he eyed Timothy up and down.
Observing Timothy’s white casual attire, Keith sneered, “Ah, I see you’ve even dressed in her favorite
brand. It seems you’ve done your homework!”
Timothy was taken aback by the unexpected encounter.