Chapter 653

Tessa pushed the door open and stepped inside. She was shocked at the sight of Liam. "Mr. Larson…" "Help her get dressed," Liam ordered, then turned and left the room. After he was gone, Tessa rushed over to Maeve with tears welling up in her eyes. "Ms. Scott, are you alright?" she choked. "I'm fine, nothing serious. Thank goodness you understood my signal," Maeve reassured her. Her gaze fell on Maeve's arm, and she whispered, "Ms. Scott, your arm…" "Don't worry, I did it myself," Maeve replied calmly. "What?" Tessa gasped in shock. "Wasn't it Mr. Hartman who…?" "He's not that strong. It'd be ridiculous if a simple push from him dislocated my arm," Maeve explained. She knew that if she hadn't taken matters into her own hands, Liam might have investigated further and suspected her of setting a trap. Being vulnerable and mistreated right under his nose was far more likely to elicit Liam's protective instincts than being scheming. If Maeve were found out, any favor