Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 171
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.”
Fiona hesitated for a moment, finding it challenging to believe Mia’s words.
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!”
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!”
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.
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.