Chapter 912

"Do you think she let herself get captured on purpose, just so she could dig up information from me?" Liam asked. "Well… that seems unlikely. From what we've gathered, Maeve's probably relapsed on our new drug. That stuff is impossible to quit after one hit, let alone a relapse," Matteo replied. "Good point." Liam picked up the newspaper again and added, "Maeve's just playing games. She doesn't want to admit she can't handle her addiction, and she's too entitled to beg me for help. "So, she's taking the easy way out by cooperating to return." "You're right, Mr. Larson." "Make her suffer a little longer. If she asks to see me, tell her I'm busy." "Understood..." Matteo then quickly left. Dinner was brought to Maeve's room by 8:00 pm. She glanced at the spread of dishes on the cart and nodded in approval. There was salmon tartare, cherry foie gras, filet mignon, and puff pastry corn soup. "Mrs. Spencer, your dinner is served." "Do you have any other dishes? I'd like fish