Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen novel Chapter 762

Chapter 762 

Mia couldn’t help but observe Timothy, fully engrossed in his work beside her, His demeanor appeared more mature and handsome than usual. 

Upon hearing Timothy’s mention of the video conference, Mia discreetly 

positioned herself in the corner without uttering a word, almost as if trying to blend into the background. 

Timothy’s voice turned cold as he addressed the team, “The data is incorrect once 

again. How was the research conducted? Do you believe we can mislead our 

clients with such flawed data? 

“Even if we manage to deceive them temporarily, the final sales figures will reveal the truth. How will we justify this to our clients?” 

Timothy’s tone was stern and commanding, causing the employees to remain silent out of fear of his reprimand. 

Scanning the room, Timothy continued, “Oh, what a shocker! Not a comment from anyone, huh? If the data submitted tomorrow remains flawed, I expect all of you to tender your resignations and report to HR.” 

One of the employees hesitantly spoke up, “M–Mr. Barrett, could you please specify where the data is inaccurate? Providing us with clear guidance would be beneficial.” 

Timothy’s anger flared. “Why must I do everything myself? What purpose do you serve here if I have to do all the work?” 

After scrutinizing the data on his laptop, Mia spoke up, “If the research data is accurate, then the issue probably lies in how it’s being presented.” 

Following Mia’s remark, the video conference fell into a sudden hush. 

Everyone exchanged surprised glances, unsure of who had just spoken. 

One of the employees pointed toward Timothy’s profile picture on the screen, suggesting that the voice seemed to have come from there. 

The rest of the team stared wide–eyed in astonishment. Could it be that Timothy 

had a female colleague with him? 

Turning his gaze toward Mia, Timothy inquired, “How did you come to that conclusion?” 

Mia rolled her eyes and said, “Well, 

Subordinates often make these basic 

mistakes when reporting financial work. I’ve grown accustomed to it.” 

Timothy’s eyes betrayed a hint of amusement, but as he redirected his focus to 

the laptop screen, the smile on his face vanished instantly. 

His voice turned cold as he asked, “Do you know what needs to be done now? Or do you still need my help fixing the data?” 

“No, we can handle it. We’ll verify it immediately.” 

With that, Timothy promptly closed his laptop, appearing somewhat fatigued as he rubbed his temples. 

Empathizing with his exhaustion, Mia remarked, “Being a CEO can be quite 

draining. It’s incredibly frustrating working with subordinates who don’t seem to learn despite your best efforts to teach them.” 

Timothy lowered his hand and regarded Mia curiously. “Ms. Monalize, what kind of business do you typically engage in?” 

Realizing her slip–up, Mia swiftly improvised, saying, “It’s just a family 

business, nothing special. We managed to get by. It’s not as impressive as your accomplishments, Mr. Barrett, especially at your age.” 

Timothy’s gaze intensified as he asked, “After four years, have you still not remembered anything from the past?” 

“Not really,” Mia responded, stealing a glance at him. She couldn’t help but feel a sudden sense of wariness creeping into her heart. 

Fortunately, Timothy didn’t press further. It seemed like his earlier question was merely a casual remark. 

Before long, the car came to a stop. 

Mia spotted a well–known restaurant outside, a name that carried significance