Never See You Again

Maeve uttered blandly, "It's getting late. Let's call it a night and head back."

Marve stood up first, followed immediately by the executives.

The meal had been uncomfortable for them, and they were eager to end the gathering as soon as possible.

"Now that Mrs. Brooks has spoken, let's disperse," one of them suggested.

Several executives rose from their seats. Sergio glanced at Maeve, noting her composed expression as if the incident hadn't affected her.

Despite the lingering gazes, Sergio stood up and took Maeve's hand before heading toward the exit.

Although Maeve frowned, she refrained from saying anything due to the situation.

Once outside, Sergio opened the car door and gestured for Maeve to enter before following suit.

Cecilia watched as Sergio left without waiting for her before hurrying after him. However, she found the car already in motion with Marve inside

Cecilia's expression soured.

Sergio had simply left her behind.

"Some people might think that dressing like me would catch Sergio's eye." Clara emerged from behind Cecilia, her face smug with satisfaction.

Cecilia adjusted her expression and asked in confusion, "Do I know you, miss?"

"Don't perform those clumsy acts in front of me. Let me tell you, even Maeve once had to mimic my style just to catch Sergio's eye. Now, you're just an imitator," Clara retorted with disdain. Clara was utterly disdainful because she had just thought of the perfect plan.

She was determined to become Mrs. Brooks. Neither Maeve nor the woman before her would be able to disrupt her scheme.

"Is that so? But it seems like Sergio doesn't take you seriously either. There's no need to bring up the past here."

Cecilia smiled and twirled her hair. "After all, you're just someone who relies on Sergio to get ahead, whereas I'm a genuine lady. I won't even consider you as a competitor because that would diminish my worth."

After expressing her thoughts, Cecilia descended the steps and drove away in her million-dollar luxury car.

Clara's expression darkened after Cecilia's provocation. She clenched her fists, and her eyes glinted with hostility. "Alright, you want to compete with me? Then, I'll make the both of you disappear!"

Meanwhile, Maeve watched Sergio speeding and remarked, "Sergio, are you crazy? Why are you driving so fast?" The car was already going over 120 miles per hour, and Maeve couldn't understand why Sergio was so upset.

Sergio immediately pulled the car over by the side of the road after Maeve's remark. He slammed on the brakes so hard that Maeve lunched forward, nearly colliding with the windshield. "Sergio! What's gotten into you?" Maeve demanded.

Sergio's expression darkened. His tone was key as he replied, "Did you cause today's events?"Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Maeve replied. She avoided his gaze.

"How is it that Clara has coincidentally showed up at the bistro? And how did Cecilia know that I was bringing you here for dinner?"

Sergio's voice was low and intense. "I may have turned a blind eye to your actions, but I'm not foolish. What are you up to? Are you trying to push me toward them, or."

"You're overthinking it," Maeve said indifferently. "It's just a coincidence. I don't know anything about Clara being there, and Cecilia's appearance was due to Mrs. Brooks Senior's instructions. It has nothing to do with me,"

Observing Maeve's cold demeanor, Sergio lowered his voice and said, "If you're trying to assert your identity in front of everyone and suppress Clara, I'll be pleased because it means that you're still willing to acknowledge that you're Mrs. Brooks."