At Cambridge’s residence, Maeve was admiring the clothes, shoes, bags, and everything Gabriel had purchased for her. She wished she could wear them all together at once to see him happy the way he was this morning. Reminiscing about how they started as childhood friends when the teenage Gabriel would follow her father around, Maeve wondered how she believed lies and distrusted him in her past life. After all, she did to him. He still bought all these for her. Maeve could count the number of things Dylan bought for her in her past life. They were usually on occasions and things he would equally benefit from, like expensive wines, which they would drink together. Her loath for Dylan increased the more her love for Gabriel grew. The fact that she wanted to be with Gabriel every step of the way and could not wait for Monday to come. The fact that she was missing him terribly when he was just downstairs. Maeve felt a desire in her heart—the desire to make him the happiest and most pow

“What happened?” Maeve asked, not knowing how she was able to hold herself when her anger had reached its peak. Tears washed Hannah’s face from the pain from the slap. It was so painful coming from a man like Dylan, it felt as if her teeth were going to fall out, and she could even taste the blood in her mouth. “Miss, he slapped me,” Hannah said in a teary voice. Maeve glared at Dylan, who looked upset. In this instance, she was confused since her back was turned, and she did not know what had happened. “Dylan, what happened? Don’t you know it’s wrong to abuse a woman?” Maeve asked in an angry tone, feeling that no matter what, Dylan should not hit a woman. “You should have seen her, Maeve. She was looking at me lustfully and even touched my gun,” Dylan pointed at his manhood. That is what he meant by gun. Maeve could not believe it, but she did not have enough proof to stand by Hannah and asked Dylan, “Hannah has eyes for you?” “It’s not true, miss, I swear it,” Hannah cried, a

There was already a pool of tears in Samantha’s eyes, and she was shivering from fear from the way Gabriel gawked at her. It was as if he was seeing a rare kind of dangerous animal. Perhaps she should have remained faithful to him for the trust he had for her. All along, she thought that Gabriel did not care about her but was just realizing that he trusted her too much and did not deserve this betrayal. His relationship with her was formal, but in that formality, he would have stood by her. Samantha was fidgeting with her fingers while her pool of tears fell. She pleaded earnestly, “I didn’t want to do it because I loved you, but you never looked at me. It was always her,” Samantha glared at Maeve, who had a sweet smile on her face. Then Maeve’s words in the kitchen from last week rang in her ears, “You won’t know what’s coming before it hits you.” Samantha wondered if Maeve was the one who changed the documents at the last moment, but Maeve was not so smart, so how was that even p

In the elevator, the few staff members inside with Dylan were dumbstruck, wondering what he did to deserve this from their CEO himself. They could also not call the cops for fear of being fired by Gabriel. Dylan was lying on the floor of the elevator, groaning in pain and all they could do was gawk while some of them took snapped pictures. When they stepped out of the elevator, one of them informed security, and only then was Dylan’s body conveyed to the hospital. Left to himself, he would just remain where he was and keep groaning in pain. Due to what Maeve did to Gabriel, everyone knew that Dylan Grayson was her fiance, so one of the security men called her while she was in Gabriel’s office. Maeve did not know the number and thought it might be business related, so she answered the call. “Miss Maeve Cambridge, we found your fiancé in the elevator and sent him to the hospital.” “What happened to him?” Maeve asked in a faked, nervous tone. Gabriel looked in her direction and frown

“They should be processed to court and jailed. I would get someone to fake their death while helping them to escape from prison so they’d live a new life,” Dylan said thoughtfully. It was not easy for him to get people he could trust to carry out his dirty deals, so he had very good plans for them, even when things didn't go as planned.Whereas Sandra was still concerned about the financial aspect. “That is going to be too expensive.” Dylan had a smile on his face. It was just unfortunate that he could not move around as he wished due to the pain induced when he did. “This case would take at least two months. I told my lawyer to drag it for that long, and I would have been married to Maeve by then.” Sandra’s smile froze. It was in the plan to marry Maeve, but hearing it again, she felt a little uncomfortable by the way Dylan’s eyes lit up when he talked about it. Usually, his eyes would dull with some form of disgust. “She only came to visit a few times. Do you think she’d agree