MEET MY BROTHERS BY RED THIRTEEN - Season 2 Episode 71

As Mia looked down at Wilhelmina, who was sprawled on the floor, she couldn’t help but comment.

“Your acting skills are truly remarkable. It’s a shame you didn’t venture into the entertainment industry.”

Wilhelmina shot her a resentful look. “Mia, you’re just trying to deflect. Care to explain how you

managed to secure that design order?”

At that moment, all eyes were on Mia.

Unfazed, Mia approached Fiona, speaking in a hushed tone. “I’m aware of the complications

associated with the land for your family’s invested golf course.

“If this information becomes public, it could potentially result in significant repercussions for your

family’s company.”

“How do you know about this?” Fiona questioned, her expression instantly turning wary.

After all, very few people were privy to this information, known only within their exclusive circle.

How did Mia, a seemingly inconspicuous designer, come to know about such details? What was her

background?

Mia responded nonchalantly. “That’s not important. I simply want to convey that this is the reason I

could

successfully secure the design contract and leave your father’s villa.”

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Fiona hesitated for a moment, finding it challenging to believe Mia’s words.

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Nonetheless, there were indeed certain complications associated with that specific piece of land. It

appeared

that Mia did possess some insider knowledge after all.

Upon collecting her thoughts, Fiona swiftly turned around and delivered a resounding slap to

Wilhelmina.

“No wonder you managed to manipulate my dad so effortlessly. Your scheming runs deeper than I

thought. Let’s see how I deal with you today!” she warned.

Recognizing her inability to address one issue, Fiona decided to confront the situation at hand.

Armed with photographic evidence, there was no way Wilhelmina could evade the consequences of

her

actions.

Wilhelmina wore a bewildered expression, pondering how Mia managed to extricate herself effortlessly.

What exactly did Mia say just now?

Feeling a sense of despair, Wilhelmina turned toward Grace and implored, “Save me, please, call the

police!”

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Grace swiftly took cover nearby, exclaiming. “So, you’re the one spreading rumors that led to o our

studio being slandered, ruining my blind date–and I haven’t settled the score with you yet!”

Iris Loftman, another female colleague, indignantly chimed in, “Wilhelmina, it’s no surprise you always

flaunt your wealth. Turns out, all that money comes from being someone’s sugar baby!

“You’re shameless for spreading lies and defaming Mia. Honestly, you have no dignity!”

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Amidst the tension, no one was willing to come to Wilhelmina’s defense, as many felt she had brought

this upon herself.

Witnessing the lack of initiative from others, Felix, compelled as the boss to prevent trouble in his

studio, reluctantly interjected, “Enough with the fighting.

“If she’s in life–threatening danger, you’ll all be in trouble. After all, we live in a society governed by the

rule of law.”

Iris finally stopped, still somewhat exasperated, saying, “Alright, I’ll take her outside and handle this.”

Upon hearing this, Felix let out a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Wilhelmina, her face now stained with blood, desperately looked to Felix and pleaded,

“Please, help me!”

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Feeling conflicted, Felix chose to remain silent.

The instant he glimpsed those incriminating photos, he discerned Wilhelmina’s true nature–maliciously

defaming Mia while upholding an innocent facade.

It became evident that she harbored a deceitful and unscrupulous side.

With a tinge of disappointment, Wilhelmina redirected her gaze and started crawling toward Mia,

eventually kneeling before her.

“I wasn’t acting alone in this. I simply followed Shelly’s instructions. This has nothing to do with me!”

she pleaded.

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Stepping back, Mia remarked, “However, these photos aren’t fabricated. I offered you a chance to

confess this morning, and you chose not to.

“Who’s to blame now? It’s a classic case of reaping what you sow.”

Wilhelmina gazed at the scattered photos on the ground, her mind echoing Mia’s earlier words from the

day when she overheard her talking on the phone.

Regret coursed through Wilhelmina, desiring to turn back time. Yet, she acknowledged it was merely

wishful thinking.

Several dark–suited bodyguards promptly escorted Wilhelmina away, leaving the studio’s lobby in

disarray.

An awkward atmosphere settled in the aftermath of their departure.

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