Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen )
M Chapter 532

Chapter 532 

As the situation took a negative turn, Dahlia hastily exclaimed, “Mrs. Barrett Senior, could you please 

come out and settle this? 

“We heard you were discharged from the hospital, so we brought gifts to visit you. We never expected to 

be kicked out!” 

Frowning, Mia retorted, “Hush, you’ll wake Grandma.” 

Weren’t they aware that Laura was resting? 

“Okay, okay, what’s all this noise about?” 

At that moment, the elevator doors opened, and Laura stepped out. Catching sight of Mia, she greeted 

her with a warm smile, “My dear Mia, come here. Let me get a good look at you.” 

Just as Mia stood up, Dixie hurried toward Laura, crying out, “Mrs. Barrett Senior!” 

However, Laura deftly moved aside, causing Dixie to miss her and tumble painfully to the floor. 

Mia cringed at the sound, almost as if she could feel the pain herself. 

Laura gently patted her chest. “My delicate body can’t endure being tackled like that. Mia, come here, let 

me have a look at you.” 

Mia grinned as she approached, assisting Laura in settling onto the sofa. “Grandma, did we disturb your 

sleep?” 

“It’s alright, I’ve already had a long nap. It’s time to wake up, or else I’ll struggle to sleep tonight,” Laura 

reassured. 

Just then, Dahlia stepped forward, offering a gift box. 

“Mrs. Barrett Senior, I heard you have a fondness for scarves. I specifically visited this store and picked 

up their latest collection. The colors in this batch are limited edition, only one of each.” 

“Really? Let me take a look.” 

Mia cast a glance at the box, noticing it bore a striking resemblance to the packaging from the store 

where she purchased her scarves. 

Was it merely a coincidence? 

As Dahlia revealed the contents of the box, Mia observed three scarves nestled inside. 

Turning to Mia, Dahlia proposed, “I noticed you also got some scarves. Why not show them to Mrs. 

Barrett Senior?” 

Maintaining her composure, Mia opened her box, revealing scarves that were an exact match in color to 

the ones Dahlia had selected. 

A brief, awkward silence hung in the air. 

Suddenly, Dahlia spoke sharply, “Mia, why would you buy counterfeit goods? You know Mrs. Barrett 

Senior adores scarves. 

“Even if you couldn’t afford it, resorting to fake items to deceive her is unacceptable. 

“Imagine if she wears it in public, and someone recognizes it as fake–it would bring shame to the Barrett 

family!” 

Laura scrutinized the scarves in the boxes, swiftly discerning between the authentic and the counterfeit. 

Mia’s smile broadened as she interjected. “It’s still uncertain who bought the counterfeit goods, isn’t it?” 

“Mia, what are you suggesting? Given your circumstances as an orphan without support and with adoptive parents facing financial struggles, how could you possibly afford a silk scarf worth over a 

thousand dollars?” 

Rising to her feet, Dixie coldly retorted. “Let’s face it, Mia. It’s clear you purchased the counterfeit goods. especially considering your recent divorce from Tim. 

“How could you suddenly have the money to afford such expensive scarves?” 

Mia clicked her tongue disapprovingly before presenting the receipt. “Here’s the receipt from my 

purchase today. Would you like to double–check?” 

“This can’t be!” As Dahlia examined the receipt, she found no evidence of forgery. 

Feeling a pang of unease, she shifted her gaze and commented, “Humph, in this day and age, anything 

can be falsified.” 

“Exactly. Considering your background, it’s clear you can’t afford it. Stop pretending.” 

Turning to Timothy, Mia retorted, “But I went shopping with him today. He can vouch for me.” 

Upon hearing this, Dahlia and Dixie were left momentarily speechless, their expressions frozen in 

astonishment. 

They hadn’t expected Timothy to join Mia on her shopping excursion. 

Now, caught off guard, they found themselves scrambling to come up with a plausible explanation. 

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