Chapter 797

Nobody at the banquet recognized Maeve as Sergio's ex-wife. But that was to be expected—Laventon and Seathburn were worlds apart. The currency here was worth twice as much as in Seathburn, so how would they know about a bankrupt heiress from the Scott family? As Maeve scanned the room, Liam suddenly extended his arm in front of her. She frowned at the gesture and asked, "What are you doing?" "As my date, shouldn't you know your role?" "And that is?" Seeing her play dumb, Liam retracted his arm and said coldly, "Forget it, then." Then, he turned to head toward the hotel entrance. Maeve quickly stepped forward and slipped her arm through his with a sweet smile. "Mr. Larson, I was just teasing you. As your date, I'll be by your side every step of the way." Liam's response was cold. "I don't appreciate jokes. Try that again, and I'll leave you here alone. The night wind in Laventon is harsh, and I doubt you could last more than a few hours, Ms. Scott." Maeve forced a tight smile