Chapter 730

When no response came from inside the room, Tessa frowned. She was about to open the door when Maeve emerged with an impassive expression. Tessa knew Maeve was upset with her, so she didn't offer any excuses. Instead, she simply said, "Mr. Larson prepared breakfast for you." "Oh? How thoughtful of him," Maeve replied. As Maeve followed Tessa downstairs, she felt unsteady on her feet. In the hall, she saw Liam seated at a long table. There were only two dishes—a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of Liam and a covered dish at Maeve's place. An uneasy feeling gripped Maeve, but she took a seat across from Liam as directed. Liam's demeanor was as arrogant as ever. Dressed in a deep blue suit with the Larson family crest pinned to his lapel, he carried himself with the air of someone who'd been born into privilege. While propping his chin on his hand, Liam studied Maeve with interest. "Should I call you Ms. Scott or Mrs. Spencer?" When Maeve didn't respond, Liam raised an e