Meet My Brothers

At that instant, Ginger presented a bouquet of fresh peonies. "Great-Grandma Laura, these flowers will surely help you feel better," she said sincerely. Laura regarded the sweet, sincere Ginger with a weak nod. Then, her gaze shifted to Mia, as if she had something on her mind that she wanted to express. Leaning in closer to Laura, Mia asked softly, "What is it you want to say?"

"I-I'm just glad you're okay," Laura murmured.

Hearing Laura's words, Mia's eyes instantly filled with tears.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

To her surprise, Laura still remembered what had happened five years ago. It seemed she understood it had been a calculated move directed at her.

Mia held Laura's hand tightly as she spoke, "Grandma Laura, you must recover quickly. Sage and Ginger are growing up so fast and becoming increasingly mischievous. They need your guidance." Laura managed a gentle smile and nodded in response, acknowledging Mia's words.

For Sage, witnessing his cherished family member in such a vulnerable state was a deeply moving moment.

With determination evident on his face, Sage stepped forward and urged, "Great-Grandma Laura, you have to stay strong."

As Sage stood before her, Laura was deeply moved by his resemblance to Timothy, which caused a lump to form in her throat.

Finding comfort in the knowledge that Timothy now had children of his own, Laura felt reassured, knowing that even if she were to pass away, Timothy wouldn't be left alone.

Nonetheless, their visiting time was restricted as Laura needed to rest.

Shortly after, Mia escorted Sage and Ginger out of the hospital room, with Timothy quietly trailing behind.

Though his face remained stoic, his eyes betrayed a depth of emotion.

Addressing Timothy, Mia reassured him, "I'm confident Grandma Laura will get better. During her recovery, the children will stay by her side until she's well enough to leave the hospital." After so many years, the intricacies of Mia's relationship with Timothy remained obscure.

Despite this, Mia understood that the bond between Laura and her children was not one she could simply sever.

Ginger's expression turned solemn as she held Timothy's hand, softly urging him, "Don't forget to eat on time, okay?"

Timothy managed a strained smile in response. "I'll make sure to do that."

With a nod Mia prepared to leave

with Sage and Ginger. Just as they were about to depart, Heath approached Timothy, his voice barely audible as he spoke, "We've located Luna."

Upon hearing this, Timothy's expression hardened. "Where is she?"

"She's managed to infiltrate the cleaning staff, likely aiming to get close to Mrs. Barrett Senior," Heath informed him.

Exhaling sharply, Mia remarked, "After all this time, we finally have a lead."

Timothy's lips formed a tight line as he commanded, "Apprehend her."

"We can't do that. To hold Luna accountable, we must have concrete evidence," Heath countered.

"But I can't jeopardize Grandma's well-being," Timothy insisted firmly.

"No one said Grandma Laura had to be in danger. We can have someone impersonate her. But we must proceed with caution. If it's too obvious, Luna will detect the trap," Heath suggested.

After a moment of consideration, Mia decided to play along with Luna's charade.

With everything arranged, Mia left the hospital with Sage and Ginger as usual.

Nonetheless, an unsettling sensation gnawed at her, as if someone's gaze lingered on her from behind.

It unmistakably felt like Luna.

However, unbeknownst to Luna, a trap awaited her at the hospital.

As Mia led her children back to Patricia's house, she felt Sage's questioning gaze upon her.

"Do you think this plan will really catch the bad person? Is there anything we can do to help?" Sage's curiosity surfaced.

"We won't need to intervene. He's got it all under control." Mia reassured Sage.

However, despite Mia's trust in

Timothy's ability to manage this trivial

Matter, she still harbored.net

concerns about his potential lack of restraint.

Arriving home with Sage and Ginger, Mia noticed the door was slightly ajar, and voices could be heard coming from inside.

As she pushed open the door, she saw their nosy neighbor, Diane Hemingway, chatting with a middle-aged woman and an unfamiliar man.