Ch. 611..620

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 611-Timothy had never imagined finding himself in a scenario where he’d be escorting a young child from the airport to a hotel.

He certainly wouldn’t confess that his decision was swayed by the child’s resemblance to someone else.

Ginger turned her head toward him. “Mister, are you interested in my mommy too?” Timothy raised an eyebrow. “You’re thinking too much.” “Mister, my mommy is really pretty, and many people try to win her over. But Mister, you seem nice. I could ask my mom to let you skip the line.” Timothy’s patience reached its limit. He glanced at Heath. “You handle this.” After a all he had no interest in Ginger’s mother whatsoever.

He was simply prompted by Ginger’s familiar appearance, compelling him to perform a small act of kindness.

Heath swiftly interjected from the passenger seat, saying, “Hey there, sweetie. Mr. Barrett simply wants to reach out to your mom to arrange for her to pick you up.

“We just want to ensure your safety, considering we’re the ones who brought you here from the airport.

Ginger recited a sequence of numbers. However, upon Heath dialing the number, it produced a busy tone, indicating that the phone was switched off.

Turning to Timothy, Heath asked, “It’s turned off. What should we do?” Timothy, too, was at a loss. He gazed at Ginger seated beside him and asked, “What’s your mom’s name? We can ask the hotel staff to assist us in locating her room.” Ginger wiggled her small feet, her large dark eyes darting around. “Mister, my mommy works here at the hotel. I know how to find her. Goodbye, Mister!” This time, Ginger had ventured out to find her dad without her mom’s knowledge.

Consequently, she had no intention to reveal her mom’s name, especially since her mom wasn’t present.

With her chubby little hand, Ginger opened the car door and hurriedly made her way toward the hotel, her steps unsteady.

Timothy glanced at her briefly before turning his attention away, preparing to head to the underground parking lot. He shut his eyes for a short rest.

“Mr. Barrett, it’s not safe for such a young child to go find her mother alone, especially in a place like Xanier Island where there are all sorts of people. What if she encounters someone with malicious intentions and ends up in trouble?” Frustrated, Timothy opened his eyes. “Why don’t you consider a career switch and become a nanny?” Nonetheless, Timothy’s attention was drawn to the red umbrella lying beside him, forgotten by Ginger. He rubbed his temples in frustration. “Stop the car!” Initially, he had no time to spare for taking care of Ginger, let alone locating her mother.

However, Ginger’s face, strikingly similar to someone from his past, continued to haunt his thoughts, making it hard for him to stay composed.

As the car came to a halt. Timothy swiftly retrieved the red umbrella and strode toward the hotel entrance.

Heath hurriedly followed suit; he was aware that Timothy wouldn’t simply abandon Ginger in such a situation.

Upon stepping into the hotel lobby, Timothy scanned the area swiftly but found no sign of Ginger.

His brow creased. Where had she disappeared to?

How could she vanish without a trace so quickly?

Heath wasted no time and approached a nearby hotel staff “Have you seen a young girl, around three or four years old, entering the hotel alone? She has pigtail braids and is carrying a small backpack.” The staff member shook their head. “Today we had many guests, including several with children who were dressed similarly to her. We didn’t pay much attention. Could it be that this gentleman’s child got lost?” Timothy’s lips tightened coldly. “No.” The staff member appeared puzzled, prompting Heath to quickly clarify, “She’s not Mr. Barrett’s child, but we’re acquainted with her. Can you please check the surveillance footage?” “I’m sorry, sir, but we can’t access the hotel’s surveillance footage casually; we don’t have the authority to do so.”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 612-Timothy’s expression remained stern as he ordered, “Get the person in charge of this island on the line.” He needed to locate Ginger as soon as possible.

After all, he still had her umbrella with him!

In no time, the hotel manager, Matthew Crosby, hurried over. “I apologize, Mr. Barrett. Our staff overlooked your identity. I’ll escort you to review the surveillance footage right away. Please, come with me.” Timothy followed Matthew to a nearby lounge, where Matthew set up a laptop and brought up the surveillance footage of the lobby.

Timothy watched as Ginger skipped into the lobby and then turned toward a staircase, disappearing from view.

Matthew furrowed his brow and remarked, “Mr. Barrett, as you know, our hotel has its peculiarities; some sections lack surveillance coverage.” “Could a child easily wander into those areas?” “Usually, they shouldn’t have access to those locations. However, security might have overlooked her due to the high number of guests today.

“But don’t worry, I’ll dispatch someone to search for her right away. You can return to your room and relax. I’ll inform you as soon as we have any updates.” With that, Timothy exited the lounge and took the elevator directly to his exquisite suite upstairs.

As he settled onto the sofa, he noticed Heath holding the red umbrella.

Feeling annoyed, he remarked, “Instruct the staff to search the vicinity.” “Got it, I’ll immediately coordinate with security to initiate a search.” Timothy reclined on the sofa and swiftly dialed Caleb’s number. “Where are you?” “I’m currently at the basement level playing cards. Looks like you’ve made it.” “Stay alert. If you see a three or four–year–old girl wearing a light–yellow dress with braided pigtails, inform me immediately.” Caleb was puzzled. “We’re in the basement, it’s highly unlikely to find such a young child here.” “Enough chatter. Just keep an eye out.” “Alright, alright.” After ending the call, Timothy poured himself a glass of water, but his nerves remained unsettled. He glanced at Heath. “Any updates?” “Not at the moment.” Just as he finished speaking, Timothy’s phone rang, displaying an unknown number.

Given that only a select few had his personal phone number, it was highly unusual for a stranger to call. Typically, he wouldn’t entertain such calls.

However, this time, he answered almost instinctively. “Hello, who’s calling?” A tearful voice came from the other end, “Mister, please help me!” Timothy’s complexion paled, and he swiftly rose from the sofa. “Where are you?” “I don’t know. It’s dark, and there are bad people trying to kidnap me!” “Describe the buildings around you. I’ll come immediately. Stay hidden and don’t come out.” Initially. Timothy had planned to keep the line open, but the caller abruptly hung up after speaking.

Without delay, he gathered his team and proceeded to the intersection where Ginger had disappeared.

Just then, Matthew appeared. “Mr. Barrett, why have you come personally? Our staff is already searching for her.” Timothy’s tone was stern. “Is there a place here with colorful lights and ancient statues?” “Yes, there is but it’s highly unlikely for a child to be there.” “Take me there immediately,” Timothy promptly ordered.

Leading the way with his team, he arrived at the location and called out loudly, “You can come out now.” Shortly after, a thudding sound emerged from a nearby coffic Timothy approached and lifted the lid of the small coffit; Just as expected, he discovered Ginger hiding inside. The moment she saw him, she burst into tears. “Mister” Timothy crouched down and gently lifted Ginger into his arms. She clung tightly to his neck, crying inconsolably.

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 613-Tears trickled down Timothy’s hand as Ginger found solace in his arms, weeping profusely.

He couldn’t fathom the source of her abundant tears.

She appeared to be quite the sensitive little one!

Ginger’s cries were gentle, almost like a whimper. Although Timothy usually couldn’t tolerate children crying, he found his heart melting at the sight of Ginger’s tears.

Timothy stood still, tenderly holding Ginger. As a person who usually kept to himself, he felt as though he had ventured into unfamiliar territory. After all, he had never comforted a child before.

A tension settled over the atmosphere.

Turning to Matthew, Timothy inquired, “Could you please explain what is happening here?” “Mr. Barrett, we’re not entirely sure either. It’s quite surprising that a child like her managed to wander off and hide in this place. Our staff searched the vicinity but couldn’t locate her.” Timothy’s lips tightened. “But she claimed someone was trying to kidnap her.” “Mr. Barrett, that’s simply not the case. Why would our hotel staff have any motive to kidnap a child? She likely became frightened by our staff and mistakenly believed they were attempting to take her away.” Timothy shifted his gaze to the tearful Ginger in his arms. “Do you remember who was trying to take you away? Can you describe what they looked like?” Ginger’s crying eventually stopped, and she wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, her eyelashes clumped together with remnants of tears.

With red, puffy eyes, Ginger cast a pitiful gaze at Timothy. “I couldn’t see clearly, but they were dressed like him.” Upon hearing this, Timothy shot a cold glance at Matthew. “You better provide a plausible explanation.” “Mr. Barrett, this is all just a misunderstanding. Our intention wasn’t to kidnap her; we were simply trying to locate her. After all, children her age can get scared and say things that aren’t true.” “I’m not lying!” Ginger protested, feeling increasingly aggrieved. “Please, mister, you have to believe me.” Timothy gazed at her. “I do believe you.” Just then, a striking woman named Lena Kimmel approached. “What’s happening? I heard a child went missing.” Matthew replied respectfully, “Yes, Ms. Kimmel, a child did go missing. However, she claimed that someone from our hotel was trying to abduct her. How could that be possible?” Lena nodded, casting a glance at Ginger nestled in Timothy’s arms. She smiled and stated, “Mr. Barrett, as Matthew mentioned, there’s no motive for our staff to kidnap a young girl.

Timothy realized he wouldn’t get any answers at the moment. He simply walked away, carrying Ginger in his arms.

Once they were gone. Lena’s demeanor shifted.

“What a bunch of dingbats! You can’t even kidnap a little child. What good are you all?” she berated.

“Ms. Kimmel, none of us anticipated this little girl would be so cunning. She seemed compliant at first. but in the blink of an eye, she disappeared and even managed to hide in a coffin. Who could have predicted that?” “How incompetent! Besides, what’s the connection between this girl and Timothy?” “I’m not entirely sure, perhaps they arrived together,” “Where’s Caleb?” With that, Lena turned and headed toward the basement.

Matthew wiped the sweat from his forehead, surprised they’d been outsmarted by a little girl. Despite their tireless search, they couldn’t apprehend her.

Nonetheless, he couldn’t understand why they needed to catch that little girl.

Meanwhile, Timothy escorted Ginger back to his room.

He settled her on the sofa and gazed down at her. “Were you scared?” Ginger shook her head adamantly. “I wasn’t!” Despite her confident assertion, her voice trembled with emotion, and tears shimmered on her eyelashes.

She was quite the tough little crybaby.

Timothy felt somewhat helpless. “How did you get my phone number?” “Mister, I found your business card in the car.”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 614-Ginger looked up at him, her smile radiant. “Mister, you’re such a kind person.” “Why did they kidnap you? What does your mother do?” Timothy inquired, his eyes narrowing.

He was aware that the staff at the Xanier Island Grand Hotel wouldn’t simply abduct a child without reason; there must have been something suspicious going on.

Ginger nervously glanced down, swaying her bare feet. “I don’t know why they took me.” “Be honest with me!” Timothy sensed immediately that she was trying to divert the conversation. He calmly stated, “I don’t like it when people lie.” Ginger sulked as she replied, “I asked the hotel staff about my dad’s room. They said they’d take me to him, but instead, they tried to lock me up secretly.” Timothy furrowed his brows. “Weren’t you looking for your mom?” Ginger looked at him with teary eyes, wearing a guilty expression. “I’m sorry, mister. I lied.” Timothy sighed softly, unable to forget Ginger’s earlier comment in the car about having only a mother and no father.

Considering this, his heart softened further. “Give me your mom’s phone number.” With that, Timothy reached for his phone, realizing Ginger must have given him a fake number earlier.

Approaching timidly, Ginger sat near him, nervously clasping her hands together. “Mister, I want to find my dad!” “You don’t need to worry about these adult matters,” Timothy reassured her.

He found it puzzling why Ginger’s parents, despite their strained relationship, hadn’t bothered to communicate their differences to her.

If Timothy hadn’t met her today, who knows what danger she might have faced.

Feeling anxious, Ginger grasped his hand and pleaded in a sweet voice. “Mister, if my mommy finds out, I’ll definitely get into trouble. She looks very scary when she’s angry.” “Why did you decide to sneak out then?” “I just want to see my dad once, then I’ll sneak back so Mommy won’t find out.” Looking into her large, watery eyes, Timothy eventually relented. “Are you sure your dad is in this hotel?” “I’m positive. Mommy said it hersell!” Timothy reclined on the sofa. “Then why would the hotel staff kidnap you when you asked about your dad?” I’m hot sure either. I’m a very well–mannered and polite girl.” Timothy couldn’t help but frown. It seemed the issue might involve Ginger’s father. Could he be involved in gambling, or perhaps engaged in illegal activities?

Timothy glanced at Ginger, “Do you know what your father does?” “He’s a businessman!” It seemed likely that his business dealings were shady!

Becoming impatient, Timothy asked straightaway, “What’s your father’s name?” He planned to have someone find him.

Ginger quickly replied, “His name is Caleb!” Upon hearing that name, Timothy’s usually composed demeanor turned uneasy.

In disbelief, he asked again, “What did you say his name was?” Perhaps their names sounded similar.

“It’s Caleb! With a C. Ginger confirmed.

Timothy nearly crushed the cup in his hand. Caleb with a C?

Could it be that Ginger was Caleb’s daughter?

Suddenly, a hint of jealousy flared in Timothy’s heart. Why did Caleb have such an adorable daughter?

And she bore such a striking resemblance to Mia!

Timothy wasted no time dialing Caleb’s number. “Come to my room immediately!”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 615-With that. Timothy promptly ended the call, leaving Caleb with no chance to inquire further.

Setting his phone down, Timothy turned to Ginger, unable to resist lightly poking her round face. “What’s your mommy’s name?” “Mister, my mom says I can’t just tell anyone her name or her phone number.” Timothy raised an eyebrow. “And why’s that?” “Because she has too many admirers: Mommy doesn’t want to be disturbed.” Upon hearing this, Timothy’s impression of Ginger’s mother shifted negatively. She seemed to be a woman who enjoyed dating around.

He cleared his throat and asked, “And what’s your name?” “I’m Ginger, four years old, and I’m a Taurus. My favorite foods include ice cream, fruit candies. marshmallows, fudge, chocolate, and tiramisu!” Ginger replied, barely pausing for breath.

Timothy arched an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you keep that to yourself?” “But Mister, you’re a nice person.” Timothy couldn’t shake the suspicion that Ginger was deliberately bringing up her love for sweets.

Her Taurus nature explained why she had handed him a hundred dollars for the ride earlier.

As Timothy looked down at the affectionate Ginger beside him, he couldn’t help but notice her chubby face with dimples reminiscent of Mia’s. He pursed his lips and asked, “Do you look like your mommy?” Ginger shook her head.

“I take after my daddy.” Timothy couldn’t resist pinching her cheek. “Who taught you to talk so much nonsense?” It seemed Ginger hadn’t spoken a single truthful word.

Despite her clear resemblance to her mother, she stubbornly insisted that she looked like her father! In truth, she bore no resemblance to Caleb whatsoever.

Even Timothy started considering the possibility that Caleb might not be Ginger’s biological father after all Moreover, there were cases where individuals shared the same name. Ginger couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“My mommy says it’s not safe to be too honest outside, or bad people might snatch you!” “Your mommy taught you that?” “Not exactly. My mommy always taught me to tell the truth. I just sort of figured this out on my own.

When I talk silly, it confuses the bad guys, like on TV.” Timothy couldn’t suppress a chuckle: Ginger seemed quite intriguing. He glanced at Heath. “Could you arrange for the hotel to send some food up? Oh, and some extra snacks too.”

Ginger’s eyes brightened, and she spoke in a sweet tone.

“Thank you, kind mister, my tummy happens to be hungry.” Before long, a hotel staff member rolled a small cart over, filled with snacks that children enjoyed. Ginger sat up eagerly, her gaze fixed on the treats, even licking her lips in anticipation.

Timothy grinned. “Feel free to dig in.” Ginger reached for a pastry but hesitated briefly. “Kind mister, I’ll just have one, okay?” “Help yourself to as many as you’d like.” Ginger couldn’t resist approaching and taking a slice of cake, holding it delicately as she nibbled obediently, reminiscent of a small squirrel.

Timothy sat back on the sofa with Ginger beside him, holding onto the cake box. Her neatly braided pigtails were slightly undone, with wisps of hair framing her small ears.

Timothy observed silently as she indulged in the cake, frosting quickly adorning her nose and cheeks, giving her a kitten–like appearance. As a bit of a neat freak, Timothy felt a bit uneasy seeing the frosting on her face. He casually passed her a wet wipe.

“Here, clean up a bic Looking up at him, Ginger’s smile was radiant, her almond–shaped eyes narrowing slightly into a line.

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 616-Timothy was briefly taken aback; Ginger’s smile seemed to penetrate through him, instantly melting his hardened heart.

Ginger approached him cautiously, her small face tilted toward him as though silently asking him to clean it for her.

Despite his usual composure, Timothy found himself oddly flustered at this moment.

He awkwardly uttered. “You can handle it yourself.” Ginger clumsily placed the cake box down and reached for the wet wipes in his hand, slowly cleaning the vanilla cream from her face.

However, unable to see where the cream was, she unintentionally spread it further across her face.

Timothy furrowed his brow as he reached for another wet wipe, carefully cleaning her face.

Just then, Caleb barged in through the door. “Tim, why did you call me up here? Hey–what’s this little thing doing by your side?” “You’re the one who’s the ‘thing‘ here!” Upon hearing the reprimand, Ginger immediately pouted and turned away, her eyes filling with tears as she glanced at Caleb.

Observing Ginger’s tearful expression, Timothy frowned and turned to Caleb. “You have some explaining to do.” Moments ago, Timothy had dismissed the similarity in their names as a mere coincidence.

But now, it seemed increasingly likely that Ginger was here specifically to find Caleb.

Caleb was utterly bewildered. “Explain what, Tim? Is this your secret daughter?” Nonetheless, how could she bear such a striking resemblance to Mia?

Hadn’t Mia passed away four years ago?

At the mention of a “secret daughter“, Ginger grew flustered. “I’m not a hidden child!“.

Timothy shot Caleb a piercing glare. “She seems to be searching for you. Care to explain?” “Searching for me? That can’t be. She must be looking for you. Can’t you see the resemblance?” Timothy’s expression darkened as he looked at Ginger. “He’s Caleb, Are you sure he’s the person you’re looking for?” “Yes, he’s my daddy!” Ginger’s revelation left Caleb stunned, causing him to lose his balance and fall off the couch.

His expression resembled that of someone who had just discovered two lines on a pregnancy test. appearing utterly innocent.

After a brief moment, Caleb eventually composed himself. “Tim, she’s not my daughter. It’s impossible!” “She’s here looking for you. How can it be a mistake?” “But she isn’t mine, I assure you.” Ginger couldn’t hold back her tears any longer.

She cried out, her voice a swirl of both anxiety and sadness, “Daddy, is it because I’ve been naughty that you don’t want me anymore? But I’m a good kid! Wah… Her sweet voice was now tinged with sobs.

Timothy couldn’t help but sympathize with her. His gaze turned cold as he stared at Caleb. “You’d better think carefully before you speak. A real man takes responsibility.” “Damn it, she’s not even my daughter. What responsibility should I take? Embrace fatherhood with open arms?” Caleb pondered to himself.

He was completely baffled, his gaze shifting helplessly toward Ginger. “Look, kid, you can’t just claim someone as your dad out of nowhere.” Ginger wiped away her tears, looking pitiful with droplets forming near her eyelashes.

Her voice trembled with emotion, her words tinged with a hint of nasal tone, “But you’re my daddy!” “Which bastard… oh, sorry.” Timothy retracted his foot, his voice calm as he said, “Please don’t use inappropriate language in front of her.” — at Ginger with a gentle expression. “Come on, sweetie, tell me, who told you that I’m your daddy?” “My mommy.” “And who is your mommy?”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 617-Timothy, too, found himself somewhat taken aback as he glanced over, pondering who Ginger’s mother might be.

Did she bear a resemblance to Mia as well?

Ginger blinked innocently. “My mommy’s name is Little Fairy.” A moment of silence enveloped the room.

Timothy’s lips curled into a faint smile, Ginger was indeed an unpredictable kid: you never knew what she would say next.

Feeling exasperated, Caleb pressed on, “I meant your mommy’s actual name.” “That’s her real name,” Ginger insisted.

Caleb couldn’t help but sigh, casting a glance at Timothy. “What should we do?” Who in their right mind would choose such an unusual name like “Little Fairy“?

Turning to Ginger, Timothy asked, “Did your mommy tell you to say this?” Ginger nodded obediently.

Feeling somewhat helpless, Caleb added, “But if you don’t tell me your mommy’s real name, how am I supposed to find her?” “But Daddy, don’t you remember mommy?” Caleb gazed into Ginger’s teary, wide eyes and reluctantly responded. “If you don’t tell me her name. I won’t be able to remember.” With a huff, Ginger muttered, “Meanie!” Furious, she grabbed the half–eaten cake nearby and forcefully smashed it onto Caleb’s face.

Caleb let out a startled shout, his vision obscured by the cake covering his eyes.

Reacting instinctively, he stood up and exclaimed, “You little brat, how dare you hit me!” “Jerk, you don’t even remember my mommy. I don’t want you to be my dad anymore.” With that, Ginger reached into her backpack and grabbed a spray bottle, pointing it at Caleb and spraying a burst of mist. The sharp smell of pepper spray filled the air.

Caleb cursed quietly. “Oh shit, Tim, help!” Nonetheless, Timothy remained indifferent. “This is between you two. I have no right to interfere.” “But, Tim! She’s seriously not my daughter!” Caleb pleaded.

Ginger snorted and marched over to Timothy. “Mister, stay out of this. Just watch how I’m going to teach this jerk a lesson today!” With that, Ginger retrieved a toy gun from her backpack and began firing pellets at Caleb, each one causing a slight sting upon impact.

Caleb scrambled about frantically, calling out, “Tim, please help me!” He was convinced this was the most humiliating moment of his life.

Were all kids nowadays this cunning?

As Caleb dodged, Ginger deliberately tossed a mousetrap onto the ground. Caleb accidentally tripped over it and fell, clutching his leg in pain. “What’s all this?” Looking down at him, Ginger replied, “It’s a mousetrap.” “How does a little girl have so many weapons? Who allows their child to carry mousetraps?” Caleb couldn’t help but wonder.

Feeling exasperated, he begged, “Tim, please help! Can’t you see I’m nearly getting killed here?” Timothy, too, was surprised. He hadn’t expected to find so many different kinds of weapons in Ginger’s backpack. Although they were just toy replicas, they still posed a certain level of danger.

However, it was apparent that these items had been tampered with by someone.

Clearly, Ginger’s family was not struggling financially.

Turning back to Caleb, Ginger continued to pull out weapons from her backpack, confidently stating.

Tim, stay out of this. This is between me and this jerk.” Upon hearing Ginger address him as “Tim,” Timothy instantly perked up.

Ginger showed no restraint, speaking with a remarkably mature tone.

Timothy acted swiftby, grabbing the back of Ginger’s collar to stop her from tormenting Caleb any further.

Ginger’s feet dangled in the air for a moment, unable to touch the ground. She glared at him angrily. “Tim, put me down!”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 618-Timothy turned to Heath and instructed. “Take him to the bathroom and get him cleaned up.” Despite his initial inclination to step in, Heath hesitated out of fear of becoming Ginger’s next target.

Upon receiving Timothy’s order, he promptly escorted the disheveled Caleb to the bathroom.

Seeing Caleb being led away. Ginger felt a twinge of frustration.

She turned to Timothy, exclaiming. “Tim, put me down first! I want to teach that jerk a lesson!” Timothy complied, but he confiscated her backpack.

He stood up and peered inside the backpack, hoping to find some information about Ginger’s family.

“Timothy, give me back my backpack!” Ginger cried out, jumping up and down on the floor. Despite her efforts, s she was too short to reach even his thighs.

Frustrated, she climbed onto the sofa, attempting to tiptoe and stretch her chubby little hands to grab her backpack.

But she still couldn’t reach it!

On the verge of tears, Ginger exclaimed, “Tim, you’re being unfair!” Timothy rummaged through her backpack and eventually found an Apple watch. He gently shook it and remarked, “You could have contacted your family with this, couldn’t you?” This explained how Ginger had managed to contact him earlier.

At first, Timothy assumed she had a phone, but upon searching, he didn’t find one and nearly.overlooked her Apple watch.

Ginger suddenly became quiet, pouting. “Anyway, my mommy is always busy with work. I’m just a pitiful little soul that nobody cares about. If my mommy finds out that I sneaked out to find my dad, I’ll be in big trouble!” Looking into Ginger’s teary, big eyes. Timothy realized that he too had been momentarily swayed by her pitiful appearance.

Raising an eyebrow, he asked, “Which one is your mommy’s phone number?” Ginger lowered her head and remained silent.

“If you won’t tell me, then I’ll just dial them one by one,” he threatened.

“Please don’t! I’ll tell you,” Ginger replied, looking somewhat reluctant.

She couldn’t believe Timothy had taken her Apple watch; the thought of him dialing each number was utterly intimidating.

What if he called Uncle Dominic, Uncle Nathan, Uncle Connor, Uncle Claude, Uncle Jason, or Uncle Liam?

She’d be exposed immediately!

Seeing the mischievous Ginger finally behaving, Timothy settled onto the sofa and pulled out his phone, glancing over at her. “So, what’s her phone number?” he asked.

Ginger paused for a moment, contemplating her next move. Nonetheless, Timothy swiftly caught on. “If you give me a fake number again, I’ll have to take you to the police station.” Reluctantly, Ginger complied and recited her mom’s phone number.

Timothy punched in the numbers, and the caller ID displayed Nord City. Seeing this, he was momentarily taken aback.

“Sorry, the number you’ve dialed is currently unavailable Timothy’s brow furrowed as he regarded her. “Unavailable?” “Mommy’s probably busy with work again, so I took the chance to sneak out,” Ginger explained.

“Don’t you have someone at home looking after you?” “We’ve got a nanny.” And Sage as well!

Timothy narrowed his gaze. “Are you sure you didn’t give me a fake number?

Ginger raised her little hand and vowed, “No, I didn’t. If I lied, I’d end up with cavities from eating too much candy.” Timothy was taken aback, finding himself genuinely intrigued by Ginger’s upbringing.

Just then, Caleb stepped out of the bathroom, leaning against the door frame and grumbling, “I’ve got a question. Doesn’t eating candy always end up causing cavities?”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 619-Ginger rolled her eyes and asserted confidently, “Mommy says if you brush your teeth properly, you won’t get cavities!” Caleb hobbled out, feeling more wretched than he had ever felt in his life.

As he settled onto the sofa, he fixed a stern gaze on Ginger. “Who sent you here?” he inquired.

“The heavens did!” Ginger shot back.

“What’s your mommy’s name?” “I already told you. My mommy’s name is Little Fairy.” After a barrage of inquiries, Caleb felt emotionally drained, placing a hand over his chest. “I can’t believe I’ve run into you!” “Well, looks like you’re stuck with me! That’s life’s challenge for you!” Ginger retorted defiantly.

Upon hearing this, Timothy instinctively glanced at Ginger, his eyes settling on her small, round face reminiscent of someone from his past; Mia had uttered those same words once.

A trace of uncertainty flashed in his eyes; Mia had passed away four years ago due to severe bleeding from a miscarriage.

B Nonetheless, Timothy never believed it!

He gazed at Ginger standing before him. “Now that you’ve found the person you were looking for, when do you plan to return?” Ginger huffed in frustration, declaring, “If I had known he was such a jerk, I wouldn’t have bothered coming.” Caleb was perplexed.

He felt as though he had chosen the wrong day to leave the house!

Timothy spoke in a composed tone, “Which part of Nord City do you live in? I’ll purchase a plane ticket and arrange for someone to escort you back.” Caleb’s surprise was evident as he exclaimed, “Hey, kiddo, you’re from Nord City? What’s your name?” Ginger arrogantly turned her head. “I don’t feel like answering your question.” Taking control of the conversation, Timothy intervened. “Her name is Ginger Lane.” Caleb pondered her name for a moment, sensing a discrepancy but unable to identify it.

Ginger turned away from Caleb, displaying her evident disdain for him.

Timothy glanced at her. “You still haven’t answered my question.” With a pout, Ginger replied, “Chesterfield.” Caleb found himself momentarily lost in thought. The esteemed Lane family resided in Chesterfield, the capital of Nord City.

Adding to his intrigue, Ginger shared the Lane surname and bore a striking resemblance to Mia. Could all of this be mere coincidence?

Timothy swiftly turned to Heath, instructing him, “Arrange the closest available flight for her and send someone to escort her to the airport.” Heath promptly complied. After ending the call, he informed Timothy, “Mr. Barrett, due to the storm today. Xanier Island Airport is closed, and all flights are suspended.” “When do they expect flights to resume?” Timothy asked.

“It could be as late as tomorrow. We’ll need to assess the weather conditions then,” Heath responded. Timothy cast a helpless glance at Ginger. “It seems you won’t be able to return today.” Ginger leaned in closer to him, her voice pleading. “Tim, could you please let me stay over tonight? I promise to behave!” Turning to Caleb, Timothy quipped, “Did you hear that? She’ll be bunking with you tonight!” “What?” “I don’t want to!” Caleb turned his gaze toward her. “Aren’t you here to find your dad? Why don’t you want to share a room with me? Do you dislike me or something?” “Hmph, I just don’t want to bunk with a jerk like you.” With that, Ginger arrogantly tossed her head, causing her braided pigtails to unravel, and her soft hair 713 cascaded down over her shoulders.

Caleb was infuriated.

With pleading eyes, Ginger turned to Timothy. “Tim, could you please let me stay for one night?” Timothy frowned. “I prefer not to share a bed with anyone.” “I can sleep on the couch,” Ginger suggested.

Timothy’s brows furrowed tightly, but ultimately, he couldn’t resist her pleading expression.

Just then, Heath interjected, “Mr. Barrett, it’s time for your meeting with the lord of Xanier Island.” Ginger lifted her head and spoke in a sweet tone, “Tim, you should focus on your work. Don’t worry about me. I’ll wait for you to come back!” Caleb clicked his tongue in disapproval. “You really lack manners, addressing Tim so casually. Does that mean we’re now peers?” With her arms crossed in front of her, Ginger raised her chin proudly and continued to ignore him.

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 620-After a brief acknowledgement. Timothy rose from his seat and left the room.

He turned to Heath and instructed, “Make sure the bodyguard stays with her at all times and arrange for some food to be sent over.” Caleb trailed behind him and whispered, “Hey Tim, where did you find this kid?” Timothy shot him a sharp look. “Isn’t she supposed to be your daughter?” “Oh, come on, can’t you see who she resembles? There’s no way she’s mine. If anything, she should be yours. She’s the spitting image of Mia.” The atmosphere turned noticeably colder at the mention of Mia.

Timothy’s expression darkened instantly, and he responded coldly, “If you don’t have anything useful to contribute, it’s better to remain silent.” “Tim, I understand you’d rather not talk about Mia. But let’s face the facts. You brought her here because she bears a striking resemblance to Mia, didn’t you?” Timothy immediately stepped forward, seizing Caleb’s collar. “What are you insinuating?” “I mean, it’s quite the coincidence that she’s from the Chesterfield district of Nord City, and the Lane family happens to be located there. Plus, her last name is Lane. Don’t you find all these connections a bit too peculiar to be a coincidence?” Timothy’s grip loosened suddenly. After a pause, he spoke in a subdued tone. “Are you saying that she might be Mia’s daughter? And that Mia didn’t actually die?” “It’s a strong possibility. I mean, you never actually saw Mia’s body back then, and the Lane family hastily took it away. Doesn’t that strike you as suspicious? And let’s not forget, you’ve been searching for her all these years, haven’t you?” “The only reason I’ve been searching for her is to uncover the truth of what happened back then!” Timothy’s eyes betrayed a hint of distress as he left, wearing a stern expression.

Caleb could only sigh, turning to Heath. “Don’t you think what I said makes sense?” Heath nodded in agreement. “After so many years of disappointments, Mr. Barrett just couldn’t bring himself to believe anything anymore.” Ateanwhite, in the luxurious suite, Ginger sat on the sofa. She discreetly pulled out her Apple watch and diated Sage’s number.

The call connected swiftly, and in a hushed tone, Sage spoke, “Hey, Ginger, when you arrive at the airport, just take a taxi to the amusement park.

“Aunt Eva said she’s meeting us for dinner, so I used our trip to the amusement park as an excuse to buy us an extra hour.” Ginger couldn’t help but gasp, her voice tinged with anxiety as she exclaimed, “But… but the airport is closed, I can’t come back now.” “What should we do then?” “Sage, oh no! Il Mommy finds out I’ve sneaked away, I’m in big trouble.” On the other end, Sage couldn’t help but furrow his brow. “Aunt Eva is coming: I can’t cover for you night.” “Sage, you have to help me.” “Whose idea was it for you to go to Xanier Island alone? Did you meet that man?” all Ginger pouted and responded sadly. “Yes, I did. But he doesn’t remember Mommy, and he doesn’t want to acknowledge me.” “Did you teach that jerka lesson?” Ginger nodded vigorously. “Uh–huh, I used up all the hidden weapons in my backpack.” “So, what are you going to do now? Where are you staying?” “That nice uncle said he could take me in for the night. He seems to know the jerk, but he’s not like him at all.” Ginger had a daring idea; if only she could persuade Timothy to speak with Daddy.

“Ginger, don’t escalate things. I can’t fix this mess for you this time. You’ll have to explain it to Mommy by yourself.” “But, Sage Ginger murmured as she gazed at the now disconnected phone.

Beside it lay her watch, a silent reminder that there was no turning back this time.

Perhaps it would be better to have Mommy come and pick her up.

That way, she could also arrange for Mommy to meet Timothyl