Never See You Again

Maeve was well aware of Halley’s manipulative nature and had no desire to prolong the conversation.

“If this is why you’re here, you can leave now. I have work to do and won’t be seeing you out,” she responded coldly.

Hailey’s expression darkened at her dismissal. She slammed her hand on the desk, shouting, “Maeve! I’m offering you an opportunity! Don’t be ungrateful!”

“An opportunity? What kind?” Maeve leaned back in her chair, observing Hailey’s domineering stance.

Hailey sneered, “You should know well that there are plenty of women who’d jump at the chance to marry into the Brooks family. You’re only in this position because Sergio likes you. If I find any proof of your infidelity, do you think Sergio will let you stay in this role?”

Maeve, unfazed, rested her chin in her hand and looked Halley square in the eye. “Go ahead and try.”

Hailey’s face contorted with anger. “So you’ve chosen to side with Zachary Davenport! Fine. Reject the honor of being part of the Brooks family, but remember, you’ll regret trusting an outsider!”

With that, she stormed out of Maeve’s office.

Outside the office, Zayla had been waiting by the door. She greeted Halley with a polite smile as she left, but Hailey simply huffed and walked away.

Once she was gone, Zayla entered the office. Concern was evident on her face as she saw Maeve sitting nonchalantly.

“It seems Mrs. Brooks Senior isn’t going to let this go easily,” she remarked.

Maeve responded, “She won’t challenge me directly, but she’ll likely try something behind the scenes. Keep an eye on things. I suspect she might try to gather evidence of an affair to force me into divorcing Sergio.

“Or worse, she could make it public, turning everyone against me and pushing me out of the family entirely. It wouldn’t just be about losing my status as Mrs. Brooks. It would ruin my reputation.”

“Seriously? You are in–laws after all. Do you think she’d really go that far?” Zayla asked.

“Why not? She’s capable of anything,” Maeve replied.

She knew Hailey’s true nature all too well–a seemingly gentle exterior hiding a ruthless, manipulative heart.

“I’ll have someone keep a close watch. If anything comes up, you’ll be the first to know,” Zayla assured her.

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Zayla hesitated before bringing up another matter. “Ms. Scott, about your debut…”

Maeve put a hand to her forehead. “My head hurts…”

Startled, Zayla inquired, “Are you alright, Ms. Scott? Should I call a doctor?”

“No, it’s fine. Just a minor headache,” Maeve replied, her expression troubled. “I’ll meet with Mr. Hackett in person in a few days.”

“But… His car has been waiting downstairs for a while now.”

Maeve straightened up in surprise. “Since when?”

“When Mrs. Brooks Senior arrived, his car was already there,” Zayla explained.

Maeve was taken aback. She knew Levi would eventually seek her out, but she hadn’t expected him to show up this soon.

“Ms. Scott?” Zayla looked at her, puzzled.

Snapping out of her reverie, Marve stood up helplessly and said, “Alright, I’ll head down now.”

As she stepped outside the building, she saw Levi’s sleek luxury car.

Maeve opened the door, expecting to find just Alex. To her surprise, Levi himself was sitting in the back seat, creating an awkward silence.

“M Mr. Hackett… You came in person,” Maeve stammered, trying to mask her surprise with a polite smile.

She knew how busy Levi was and couldn’t fathom why he was here now.