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Chapter 824

Timothy calmly descended the stairs and glanced at Mia. “You left your bag behind.”
Only then did Mia realize that Timothy was holding her makeup bag. She must have left it on the chair
while she was touching up her makeup earlier.
Mia intended to step forward to retrieve it, but Claude beat her to it, snatching the bag and casting a
wary glare at Timothy.
“You’ve got quite the nerve. Despite knowing this is Nord City, the Lane family’s territory, you still dare
to come here alone, confronting your own fate head-on.”
Timothy responded politely, “My daughter is sick, so it’s only natural for me to come and visit her.”
Upon hearing this, Connor suddenly erupted in anger. “You claim Ginger is your daughter, yet you
almost had her aborted!
“Do you even grasp the immense effort Mia put into bringing Ginger into this world? You’re not worthy
of being called her father.”
Guilt flashed in Timothy’s eyes. “I know I’ve come up short, especially in raising Ginger. That’s why I’m
determined to make things right for both her and Mia.”
Claude sneered, “Ever heard of the phrase “better late than never? The Lane family lacks nothing, and
certainly not your delayed attempts to make amends.”
Timothy asserted firmly, “Your shortcomings, or lack thereof, don’t concern me. My determination to
rectify the situation is solely my own.” Timothy’s words sparked anger in Claude. Rolling up his sleeves,
he declared, “Very well, I’ll personally teach you a lesson today. I’ve been itching to confront you for a
while, and now that you’ve come to me, don’t expect me to be gentle.”
Mia anticipated the situation would escalate to this point.
She was on the verge of stepping in when Connor stopped her. “Mia, quickly get in the car. Let Claude
handle this.”
Claude turned to her and remarked, “Mia, hurry and deliver the bone marrow. I need to have a private
conversation with Timothy.”
Mia sensed the underlying implication of the phrase “private conversation.” It was clear that it wouldn’t
be a casual discussion. Before Mia could respond, Connor ushered her into the car. Soon, they drove
away from the airport.
Glancing back, Mia saw a group of black-clad bodyguards advancing aggressively toward Timothy.
The situation seemed to be spiraling out of control.
Observing the scene, Mia couldn’t help but ask Connor, “Will this escalate into a deadly confrontation?”
“Mia, even if it does, it doesn’t matter. Timothy owes you his life regardless!”
“But was resorting to such violence really justified?” Mia pondered silently.
She had anticipated this outcome, which was why she had earlier cautioned Timothy against
disembarking from the plane.
“Mia, you need to understand, we’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time,” Connor stated
calmly.
Outside, the chaos appeared to have minimal impact on him. Connor vividly recalled the events from
four years ago when Mia was rushed to the hospital, nearly losing both her and her twins.
They had fought relentlessly to save Mia and the babies she carried. Therefore, Connor believed that
Timothy owed Mia his life. If Timothy were to meet his end in Nord City, it would be regarded as
justifiable retribution.
After all, Connor and his brothers could easily orchestrate an incident to make Timothy disappear from
Nord City without a trace.
Observing the anguish on Connor’s face, Mia hesitated before speaking, “To be honest, I don’t recall
much from that time.” Nonetheless, she was determined to consult with Ryan for treatment, hoping to
recover her memories swiftly.
Now, Mia was filled with courage.
She was eager to uncover the truth about what transpired all those years ago!