As Mia was about to leave, Dylan came up to her and said, "Mia, it's been a while since we last saw each other. We discussed grabbing a meal together previously. How about we celebrate today? Let's toast to the movie's box office success in advance.""Sure, sounds good," Mia replied, her mood considerably lifted by now.However, as soon as she accepted Dylan's invitation, Mia felt a sudden chill. She turned slightly, catching sight of Timothy's darkening expression.Following her gaze, Dylan's eyes settled on Timothy, who stood behind Mia with a stern countenance, his eyes concealed behind sunglasses.Despite the shades, Timothy's striking features and athletic build were unmistakable.Dylan couldn't help but suspect that Timothy was the bodyguard who had been the subject of recent media buzz.As Dylan glanced at Timothy, a hint of complexity flickered in his eyes. He casually remarked, "Mia, is this that handsome bodyguard of yours? He looks even better in person than in photos.
Tension immediately filled the air as Mia turned to see Timothy and Dylan standing in front of the car door.She remained silent, curious about their confrontation.However, Dylan showed no signs of yielding. He stood casually by the door, blocking Timothy's access. "Sorry, but Mia and I have plans to dine together tonight. It just doesn't feel right having a bodyguard in tow, you know?"Dylan was taken aback by the bodyguard's audacity. He had never encountered one so bold as to insist on sitting in the backseat with their employer.Yet, Timothy stood his ground. "As her bodyguard, it's appropriate for me to sit here."Dylan persisted, "Actually, it's more suitable for a bodyguard to sit in the front passenger seat."The two men locked eyes, neither showing any sign of backing down.In the next moment, Dylan turned to Mia and proposed, "Mia, why don't you decide? Where should the bodyguard sit?"Mia paused briefly before suggesting, "How about we all sit together and make room
Upon catching sight of Mia's cheerful expression in the rearview mirror, a wave of emotions stirred within Timothy. He couldn't believe how happily she was chatting with Dylan!Suddenly, a twinge of jealousy gnawed at Timothy's heart.The tension hung thick in the air, so tangible that even the driver beside him seemed to shrink into his seat. If he hadn't been the one behind the wheel, he might have preferred to be in the other car instead.Despite the tense atmosphere, Mia decided to brush it aside and carry on her conversation with Dylan as if nothing was amiss.Meanwhile, Dylan remained oblivious to Timothy in the passenger seat.With his extensive experience in the entertainment industry, Dylan knew that lacking the foresight and determination to seize opportunities could hinder his advancement.Indeed, some opportunities were meant to be fought for.An hour later, they arrived at the restaurant.Dylan kindly held the door open for Mia, remarking, "Mia, this restaurant has
Upon hearing this statement, Mia's appetite immediately waned, prompting her to set down her cutlery.She peered at the dish before her and questioned, "Are you certain that this chef worked for the esteemed Barrett family in Bern City, and that this dish was Mr. Barrett's favorite?"Wasn't that too much of a coincidence?Mia couldn't believe the serendipity of encountering a chef who had worked at Timothy's household just as they casually went out for a meal."This information is straight from the chef's mouth. Rumor has it that the CEO of the esteemed Barrett Group in Bern City has an exceptionally discriminating palate and is notoriously demanding. "However, these signature dishes prepared by the chef seem to be quite popular."Upon hearing these absurd rumors, Mia suppressed a smile and pressed on, "Besides mentioning Mr. Barrett's discerning and hard-to-please taste, what else did the chef reveal?"She was eager to learn more!As soon as Mia finished speaking, she felt Ti
Leaning against the wall, Timothy regarded Dylan with disdain. "I'm not like you.""What sets us apart? To Ms. Lane, we're essentially the same," Dylan countered."My connection with her is far more intricate than you realize," Timothy asserted, a touch of arrogance in his tone.This statement intrigued Dylan. "What exactly is your relationship with Ms. Lane?""I don't have to disclose that to you," Timothy replied firmly, shooting Dylan a piercing stare. "It would be wise for you to maintain your distance from her. Otherwise, you'll come to regret it."Despite being in Nord City, taking down a lowly actor like Dylan would be considered child's play for Timothy.Dylan responded with a mocking expression, "Do you really think you can scare me off? I was just trying to give you a friendly heads-up that Mia isn't someone you can chase after. If it's money you're after, just name your price."Upon hearing this, Timothy removed his sunglasses, revealing his sharp and arrogant eyes. "
Clutching her throbbing head, Mia desperately wished she could stem the tide of memories flooding her mind.As she staggered, Timothy moved forward, wrapping her in his arms with evident concern. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with worry.Mia's headache was so intense that she couldn't muster a coherent response.Meanwhile, Connie remained relentless in her threats. "Mia, if you don't explain yourself today, we'll both go down together!" she exclaimed.Ignoring Connie's words, Timothy swiftly snatched Connie's handbag and slammed it forcefully onto the ground.Connie was taken aback, fixing Timothy with a sharp glare. "You penniless bodyguard! How dare you toss my bag like that? Do you have any idea how much it costs? You couldn't afford it even if you sold everything you own!" she screeched.The other woman cautiously interjected, "Connie, is it possible that this bodyguard is responsible for Lewis' injuries?"Upon seeing Timothy, Connie immediately connected the do
Upon learning about Mia's head injury, Peyton grew deeply worried. He swiftly reached out to the doctors at the private hospital and hurried there without delay.The medical team at the private hospital was already on standby.Unbeknownst to Mia, Connor happened to be among the hospital staff members.As Timothy carried Mia out of the car, Connor was taken aback to see him. "What are you doing here?" he exclaimed in surprise.Mia realized she was in a difficult situation as soon as she heard Connor's voice. There was no way she could hide anymore.Deciding to go along with it, Mia closed her eyes and pretended to faint.Stepping forward, Timothy gently lowered Mia into a wheelchair. "Now isn't the time for questions," he stated firmly. "She sustained a head injury from being hit with a bag, and she's experiencing nausea and dizziness. It seems to be a mild concussion."Observing Mia's pallid complexion, Connor didn't bother questioning Timothy's presence. Instead, he swiftly w
Nonetheless, the Lanes' clear disdain for Timothy was a welcome sight for Dylan.At that moment, Connor directed a hostile glance toward Dylan and asked, "And who might you be?"Feeling uneasy, Dylan promptly clarified, "Hello, Mr. Lane. I work at Ms. Lane's company. She and I had plans for dinner tonight. "But unexpectedly, Ms. Lane ran into the Bowens in the restroom, and Mrs. Bowen ended up injuring her."Though Dylan felt reluctant to divulge, keeping silent might implicate him further with Timothy.Besides, it was widely known in Nord City that the Lane brothers were fiercely protective of their younger sister.Upon hearing this, Connor finally grasped the situation. "The Bowen family sure has some nerve, don't they? Assaulting Mia like that! They're getting way too cocky!"Despite this, Connor's animosity toward Timothy remained palpable.Seeing all his bodyguards lying defeated at Timothy's feet, Connor was taken aback. "Seems like you're quite skilled, huh?" he grumble