Chapter 740

Liam set down his wine glass and declared coldly, "If you can't tell whether someone's really passed out or just faking it, you might as well quit." That extra examination by the doctor was pointless—Liam knew it, and he was sure Matteo did too. Maeve had genuinely fainted; Matteo had just lost his nerve in the heat of the moment. "I understand you're concerned about my safety," Liam continued, "But she's just a woman. No matter how smart she is here in Laventon, she won't get the better of me." "I got it, Mr. Larson," Matteo replied. "It's late. Go get some rest," Liam said indifferently. "Mr. Larson, then—" "I'll take her around tomorrow to get familiar with the place. You don't need to worry about it." Matteo was worried about Liam's decision to show Maeve the casino personally, but he knew better than to argue. "Yes, Mr. Larson." Once Matteo left, Liam approached the bed and gently patted Maeve's cheek. "Wake up." Maeve didn't respond, though she frowned slightly. Liam pin