2024-10-28 14:45:51Liam was stunned. He hadn’t expected Mia to say that.
But in the tense moment, he managed to stay calm and asked, “If I’m supposed to pretend to be your boyfriend, shouldn’t you at least tell me your name first?”
Mia frowned slightly but quickly responded, “I’m Mia Stevens, CEO of the Stevens Corporation, 21 years old, and single. Just let me handle everything, and don’t talk too much, alright?”
Mia Stevens?
Liam was stunned, because the woman in front of him was exactly the fiancee of him!
He hadn’t expected the world to be so full of coincidences!
Think of this, Liam smiled. Was it the destiny?
Seeing Liam’s amused expression, Mia grew irritated. She glared at him. “What’s so funny? Hurry up and tell me your name, or we’ll be exposed in no time!”
Liam, now completely relaxed, smiled and said, “I’m Liam. Liam Moran. I don’t think you need to worry too much. After all, there’s nothing scandalous about sharing a bed with your fiancé, right?”
Mia scoffed, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Wow, you’re really playing the part. Fine, let’s say you’re my fiancé for now.”
“No, what I meant was—” Liam hesitated, confused. Didn’t anyone tell her about our engagement? “I’m Liam Moran, from the Moran family—”
Mia didn’t let him finish. She glared at him impatiently, her frustration clear on her face.“What Moran family? I’ve never even heard of it! Just keep quiet, and if we can’t fool them this time, it’s not just me who’s doomed—you’re in trouble too!” Mia snapped, her voice sharp with panic.
“If my grandfather finds out I was with a strange man, he’ll make sure you disappear from this world!”
Liam couldn’t help but chuckle. “Don’t underestimate me. What if your grandfather finds out and decides we should get married immediately?”
Mia was so enraged by his shamelessness that she laughed. “Keep dreaming! My grandfather would never let me marry someone as despicable as you!”
“Enough! Break down the door!” An elderly but commanding voice came from outside. Mia’s face turned pale.
“This is it... I’m finished! I can’t believe Yona brought Grandpa here too!”
Liam gave a faint smile, gently patting Mia’s shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’ll handle everything.”
“You? Stop joking—” Mia was cut off as the door burst open with a loud crash.
“Mia! You shameless woman!” Yona sneered, stepping into the room with triumph written all over her face. “You actually brought a broke loser to a dump like this? Today’s the day you lose everything!”
Behind Yona was a dignified elderly man, his expression furious as his gaze landed on Liam. His eyes burned with anger.
“Mia, you’ve disappointed me greatly,” the old man said, his voice trembling with suppressed rage.
“Grandfather, it’s not what it looks like! Please, let me explain—” Mia stammered, her composure unraveling.
“Explain? What’s there to explain? We all saw it with our own eyes!” Yona mocked loudly. “The most distinguished daughter of the Stevens family, disgracing herself with a beggar in a filthy motel! How utterly shameless!”
Slap!
The room fell silent as everyone froze in shock.
Liam had stepped forward and delivered a resounding slap to Yona’s face.
“I suggest you watch your mouth,” Liam said coldly, his tone as sharp as a blade. “If you dare insult my fiancée again, I won’t hesitate to give you a lesson you’ll never forget.”
Yona let out a shrill scream, her voice filled with rage. “You... you actually dare slap me! Grandpa! Mia’s beggar boyfriend actually dares to hit the daughter of the Stevens family! He’s insulting our family!”
David Stevens, the head of the Stevens family, stood there with a grim expression. His cold eyes scanned both Liam and Mia, and in a chilling voice, he asked, “Do either of you have anything to say? I’m giving you one last chance.”
Mia swallowed hard, trying to remain calm. “Grandfather, Liam is really my fiancé.”
Yona scoffed. “Liar! If he’s truly your fiancé, then tell me—what’s his full name? How old is he? What family does he come from? You didn’t just pick up some random man off the street and think you could make him part of the Stevens family, did you?”
Mia’s heart raced. She had so many questions left unanswered, and if her lie was exposed, both she and Liam would be finished.
But at that moment, she felt a pair of hands gently wrap around her.
Liam smiled and said, “I am Liam Moran, the sole heir of the Moran family, here to fulfill my engagement with Mia.”
Yona couldn’t help but laugh, a mocking tone in her voice. “What Moran family? I’ve never heard of it. Do you think we’re fools? Grandpa—”
However, David Stevens, standing next to her, froze. He squinted, staring at Liam for several seconds before suddenly breaking into a smile.
“Liam Moran... Excellent! You and Mia should go register your marriage tomorrow!”
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