Once Mia put it that way, Wilhelmina took the bait right away. She cooed, "I'm free, Mia. I can do that.""Oh, thank you!" Mia handed the design draft to Wilhelmina, happy that she finally found a reason not to see Timothy. Moments later, Wilhelmina dolled herself up and drove to the mansion.Before she left, she looked the neighborhood up online. She read that only rich people lived in the neighborhood. Since Mia had said that the owner was young and handsome, he must be an heir to a big company.Wilhelmina drove to the mansion in a cheery mood. She supervised the whole renovation installation. But as she gazed at the bright red curtain, she wondered if the workers delivered the wrong material. Before long, Timothy arrived at his home. Looking at the workers outside, he grinned. Mia had to be inside. Timothy entered the living room. Oh, the bright red curtain! The asymmetrical design! Everything was assaulting his poor eyeballs!Timothy looked around. "Where's Mia?""Sir,
Magbasa pa
Mag-log in
