Chapter 816

The housekeeper left quietly while Maeve picked up the bowl of soup from the table and began to sip it slowly. Since Clara had clearly come with ill intentions, Maeve saw no reason to follow her wishes. Besides, she knew Clara wouldn't dare cause trouble here at Hackett Manor. Meanwhile, Clara strode in with the Brooks family's bodyguards in tow, and her eyes widened in surprise. She had thought the Brooks Estate was impressive, but she hadn't expected Hackett Manor to be this sprawling. A place like this in the heart of the city had to be worth a fortune. Maeve... just how lucky could she be? "Ms. Ramoz, Ms. Scott has asked that you wait here for a moment. She'll be with you shortly," the housekeeper said politely. Clara, however, threw herself onto the couch with an air of superiority. "Fine. But my time is valuable. Tell Maeve to hurry up." The housekeeper frowned slightly at Clara's rudeness. Though Clara might be the future Mrs. Brooks, this was Hackett Manor—not just