Never See You Again

Clara returned to the private suite, and her expression caught the attention of those around her,

She composed herself and sat down, but Sergio noticed her discomfort and asked, "Are you feeling

unwell?

Clara whispered, "Mr. Brooks, I think I just saw Maeve."

"Maeve?" Sergio narrowed his eyes.

Clara nodded and feigned hesitance. "Not only did I see Maeve, but I also saw the two men from the

auction last time. And one of them... seemed very intimate with Maeve."

Was it Zion? That name instantly appeared in Sergio's mind. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he stood

up and left for the door.

Clara followed closely behind. The rest didn't know what was happening.

"It's right ahead." Clara led the way.

Sergio pushed open the door and saw Zion and Charlie inside, toasting each other.

Charlie looked puzzled when he saw Sergio. "Sergio?"

Clara felt awkward when she didn't see Maeve. But she quickly noticed the third set of tableware on the table. "Mr. Brooks, the tableware is still here."

Sergio also noticed the third set of tableware on the table and his gaze sharpened. "Where's Maeve?"

"Maeve?" Charlie looked puzzled. "Sergio, why are you asking us where your wife is?"

Don't

play dumb. Clara just saw Maeve here. Where did she go?" Sergio gritted his teeth.

"Clara? Who's that?" Charlie studied Clara and suddenly gasped. "Oh, it's you. Why are you spreading

rumors?"

"I'm not! I swear I saw it!" Clara stomped her foot.

"Oh? What did you see?" Zion suddenly piped up, his imposing aura making Clara nervous.

Clara instinctively grabbed onto Sergio, finding confidence in him. I saw you three laughing away here. And I saw you drinking too! You even gave Maeve some of your food! You two were so close, you were practically holding hands!"

Clara was telling the half-truth. Zion merely sneered.

Sergio's tone grew colder. "I'll ask again, where is she?"

"Excuse me, please let me through." A voice suddenly sounded.

A woman in a wine-red dress walked in. She glanced around in confusion and asked, "What... what's going on here?"

You, you are... Clare stared at the unfamillar woman in puzzlement.

Sergio frowned too.

"Zee, who are these people?" The woman sat next to Zion with furrowed brows.

Zion replied calmly. "This is Sergio, the president of Brooks Group. And that is his... companion."

"You have to believe me, Mr. Brooks. That woman wasn't the one I saw earlier!" Clara exclaimed.

"Hey, show some respect. Do you know who you're talking to?" Charlie sounded angry. "This 'woman' you're talking to is Lyra from the Jansen family! You'd better teach her some manners, Sergio. And make sure she watches her tongue!"

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