Meet My Brothers

This time, Mia didn’t say anything. She led Patricia away.

Dominic watched them leave, and then he turned back to face Bob and Mary. His expression immediately

went from gentle to frosty. It’d been years since he’d personally dealt with these things, but he couldn’t sit this

one out.

How dared Bob and Mary abuse Mia! They had death wishes!,

The bodyguards circled them, stopping the onlookers from seeing what was happening.

Dominic looked at Bob and Mary with contempt, a hint of murderous intent evident in his eyes. “You threw her

in the cellar and starved her?”

“T-That was because we didn’t have enough room at home. The cellar was actually very warm.”

“Yes, yes! We were living poorly at the time. We didn’t even have enough food to put on the table!”

Dominic didn’t buy their excuses. He didn’t bat an eye as he made his move.

Soon, Bob and Mary couldn’t even say a word. They’d lost a few teeth, and their faces were covered in blood.

They were now filled with regret. Dominic looked too menacing to be a regular Richie Rich. He was more like a

member of the mafia!

Dominic flexed his wrists, saying icily, “Take them away. I don’t want Mia to see them.”

What if the sight of their bloodied faces were to scare his gentle, timid sister? How would he, as her older

brother, keep up his kind, righteous, and nice image?

He turned to walk to the restaurant. When he saw Mia, his expression became gentle again. “You can order anything you want.”

Mia glanced in the direction of the lobby. Mary and Bob were long gone. She asked in surprise, “Where are

they?”

“I had a nice chat with them and managed to talk some sense into them. I’m guessing they left because they felt ashamed,” Dominic answered.

A trace of confusion flickered past Mia’s eyes. Were Mary and Bob that easy to convince?

Dominic grabbed a napkin to sneakily wipe a trace of blood on his fingers away. “If they come and bother you

again, you can call me.”

Mia had warmed up to Dominic a little bit now. She skimmed through the menu. After seeing that none of the food was cheap, she asked, “Are you rich?”

Dominic was caught off guard by this. His mind raced as he thought about what his wife had told him earlier. He had to put on a pitiful act.

And so, he said decisively, “No, I’m not.”

“Didn’t you say something about giving Bob and Mary 100 million dollars earlier?”

“I was just pulling their leg.”

“This is an expensive hotel, though. And the food in this restaurant isn’t cheap,” Mia said.

“I used to work here, so I can get the employee price. It’s not too expensive, really.”

Patricia chimed in, “But what about the helicopter and these bodyguards?”

“I rented the helicopter and hired these men,” Dominic answered.

He took out a stack of cash and handed it to the bodyguard closest to him. “Take this. It’s your pay for today.”

The bodyguard was dumbfounded. Was he supposed to take the money or not?

Dominic gave him a look. “Go ahead and take it. I think it’s fine.”

The bodyguard quickly accepted the money and hurried away.

Mia blinked. “So all of that was just to scare them off?”

“Uh, yeah. After all, this is our first meeting. I had to seem impressive,” Dominic said.

When he saw how Mia had warmed up to him, he felt he’d made the right decision in concealing his wealth. From today onward, he would be poor. (1)

Patricia asked, “So what do you do?”

Dominic fell silent for a while. He couldn’t tell Mia he was a real estate mogul, but lying to Mia wouldn’t be good as well. He said vaguely, “My company sells real estate.”

Indeed, his company sold real estate. He’d merely left out the part about the company being his.

The realization dawned on Mary. “Oh, so you’re a real estate agent. Honestly, it doesn’t matter what your job

1. is. We’re all regular people, anyway.

“Mia’s not the type to suck up to the wealthy and look down on the poor. All you have to do is treat her well. You didn’t need to go to such lengths to put up such an act. It’s such a waste of money, after all.” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Mia nodded. “Yeah, I don’t care about those things.”

Rich families had many skeletons in the closet. She was actually not used to how things were like with these families.

“Since you don’t like it, I won’t do anything like that anymore,” Dominic said.

“What do my other brothers and cousins do?” Mia asked.