“Alright then, let’s have dinner together this evening,”  sald, ncing at Timothy with a nuanced


    expression. “Remember not to overwork yourself. Pursuing wealth endlessly isn’t the answer, after all.”


    Timothy squinted slightly, a yful tone in his voice as he said, “Are you actually concerned about me?”


    “Don’t you like being cared for, Mr. Barrett?”


    Despite this, Mia found herself increasingly frustrated. She knew that if Timothy worked overtime, it


    could potentially dy the bone marrow donation.


    In truth, Mia couldn’t care less about her contemptible ex–husband’s well–being!


    She believed that investing emotional energy in men only led to disappointment.


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    After leaving the restaurant and getting into the car, Heath began to brief Timothy on their work


    progress. “Mr. Barrett, the folks over at Aide Castle have responded, stating they will consider the


    coboration.


    “We’ve sent over the proposal, but they’ve mentioned that a decision will only be made after their boss


    reviews it.”


    Upon hearing this, Mia felt a sense of contentment. She knew she’d have to wait until she returned to


    the hospital to review the proposal from the Barrett family.


    Massaging his temples, Timothy murmured, “Have they uncovered the


    mastermind behind Aide Castle?”


    Mia blinked nervously, feeling slightly taken aback. Were they truly delving into the identity of the boss


    for this coboration?


    At that moment, she was a bit flustered.


    Considering Timothy had already uncovered Mia’s disguise during her visit to Patricia, she certainly


    didn’t dare to underestimate his capabilities. She felt anxious about the possibility of her identity being


    exposed.


    Heath spoke up, “We haven’t discovered that yet, but we know the Lane Group is


    responsible for constructing Aide Castle.”


    “The Lane Group?”


    Timothy’s eyes widened as he nced at Mia.


    Mia maintained an innocent demeanor. “Yes, the Lane Group. I’m quite familiar with them. They’re


    renowned in Nord City, with a global presence in real estate and an excellent reputation.


    “It’s only natural for Aide Castle,ing from Nord City, to coborate with such a reputable


    developer.”


    And, of course, thanks to Dominic’s exceptional skills as well!


    Timothy murmured, “You seem quite knowledgeable.”


    Mia responded with a chuckle. “Just a bit. After all, I’m also from Nord City.”


    “In that case, do you happen to know the boss behind Aide Castle?”


    “I’m not acquainted with them personally, but I’ve heard they’re quite mysterious.”


    Mia certainly couldn’t afford to recklessly expose her disguise. Over the years, she had meticulously


    concealed her identity to avoid being discovered by Timothy. That was precisely why she relied on


    others to act on her behalf.


    Seeing that Timothy didn’t press further, Mia let out a sigh of relief.


    Upon her return to the hospital, Mia swiftly retrieved her phone and reviewed the proposal from the


    Barrett Group. It appeared promising.


    However, she still had an important matter to deal with.


    Earlier, Timothy had proposed that Ginger undergo treatment at the hospital. Reluctantly, Mia had


    consented, albeit temporarily, to avoid arousing suspicion.


    Now, Mia grappled with the question of what to do next.


    Did she really have to bring Sage to Bern City?


    After careful consideration, Mia returned to the ward and had a conversation with Ginger regarding the


    situation. “Ginger, Mommy needs your cooperation


    with something important.”


    “Sure, Mommy. I’ll be brave and help Sage get better.”


    Mia tenderly stroked Ginger’s head. “This time, he will certainly recover and be healthy, just like anyone


    else.”


    A flicker of shadow crossed Mia’s eyes. Regardless of the obstacles, she was determined to ensure the


    bone marrow donation would proceed smoothly this


    time!


    Later in the evening, Timothy arrived at the hospital as scheduled.


    With a warm smile, Mia approached him. “Your ward is on the upper floor. We can have dinner together


    later.”


    Ten minutes passed, and Timothy descended the stairs, carrying a delicately wrapped gift box,


    obviously intended for Ginger.


    Mia’s gaze lingered on the gift box. “Your timing couldn’t be better. I’ve been trying to lift her spirits for a


    while now.”


    “What’s the matter?