Chapter 952


    Mia''s jaw tightened. "Waiting for me? It seems like you''repeting for this project on purpose, huh?"


    Timothy nodded without hesitation. "That''s right."


    She didn''t expect him to admit it so confidently.


    She stepped forward and pulled his necktie. "You''re one daring thief, huh? I was being nice and let you go and yet this is how you repay my


    kindness?"


    cing his hands by the doorframe, he stopped the elevator door from closing in case it hurt him.


    She huffed, "Why are you doing this?"


    His Adam''s apple bobbed and his voice sounded hoarse. "So that you''ll remember me."


    "Jerk!"


    She released him. "You''re only making me hate you more."


    There was no way she would remember this bastard.


    Stretching out her arm, she wanted to press the close button. But he stopped the elevator door from closing and entered the elevator.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Mia looked at him. "What are you doing?"


    "I''m going to do whatever you do." Timothy primped his necktie while looking into his reflection


    "Timothy Barrett, are you a copycat? Why are you doing this?"


    He smirked at the furious Mia. "Is there something wrong with following whatever you do? You''re my wife."


    "We were divorced a long time ago."


    "Guess I''m following my ex-wife then. There''s nothing wrong with it."


    Mia walked out of the elevator before ring at him. "Seems to me like you lost a few screws in your head, Timothy Barrett."


    He exited the elevator calmly. "Whatever you say."


    Rendered speechless, she took a few steps forward and then turned back to look at him again. "Stop following me."


    "You don''t own this hotel. I can go this way too. If you want to meet the mayor, I can too."


    "Everything has a line. I came here first, so it''s my turn. You should return ande back when it''s your turn.”


    Smiling menacingly, he said, "If you say something nice, I may consider heading back."


    "What would you like to hear, Mr. Barrett?"


    "Give it a shot."


    Mia gritted her teeth. "Someone handsome and rich like you should be a gentleman, right, Mr. Barrett?"


    He didn''t expect her topliment him.


    He gave her an ambiguous smile. "Fine. But bring Ginger along for dinner tomorrow."


    "In your dreams." She knew it. He was up to no good.


    "There''s no room for negotiation on this then." Timothy primped his suit and walked past her


    Running after him, she pulled his clothes. "I came first. Step aside."


    Shoved by Mia, Timothy looked at her in surprise as he didn''t expect her to be this strong.


    Standing in front of the door, Mia took a deep breath and managed her expression before knocking on the door.


    Soon, a voice could be heard from the room. "Who is it?"


    Mia smiled. "Room service."


    Timothy raised his brow at that. Why did she lie?


    Next, the door was opened.


    Raymond looked at Mia. "Ms. Mia?"


    "Sorry for disturbing you, Mr. Shelbert. I came because I have something to discuss with you."


    He frowned. "Maybe next time. I''m not avable today."


    She hurriedly responded, "Mr. Shelbert, about the woman and the kid in the room, maybe I can help you take care of them."


    "Take care of us? Who do you think you are, Mia Lane?"


    Mia looked at the woman in the room only to be surprised. "Luna?"