Chapter 811

As evening settled in, Sergio roamed the second floor of the Larson Group casino while glancing at his watch. It was already 8:20 pm—20 minutes past the time he and Maeve had agreed to meet. Yet, there was still no sign of her. He frowned. Maeve was never late. What could have kept her? His gaze swept across the casino, and just then, Maeve finally appeared. Her deep burgundy-red gown stood out, making her instantly recognizable in the crowd. But Sergio's attention was drawn elsewhere. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a few shadowy figures lingering in the dimly lit areas. Their eyes were glued to Maeve, trailing her movements. Sergio's instincts kicked in immediately—they were tailing her. From downstairs, Maeve shot him a quick, almost imperceptible look to subtly point out the men watching her. Sergio picked up on it instantly. Meanwhile, Maeve kept her composure as she made her way up to the second floor. When she reached him, she stopped just in front of Sergi