Chapter 972

Maeve used to wonder how Liam and Matteo escaped so easily after their car was sabotaged and plunged into the water. It seemed like no big deal to them, as if it was just another day in their lives. Now she got it—it became second nature when you went through something often enough. Even kidnappings had started to feel routine for her. "So, where's Conner waiting for me?" she asked casually. The two bodyguards visibly tensed up and exchanged startled glances. Maeve stepped closer, and they instinctively backed away. "How did you know?" one of them blurted out, while his hand was already moving toward the stun baton in his pocket. But Maeve casually tapped the Palmer family crest on their chests and smirked. "You even got the Palmer family crest wrong. If you're going to fake something, at least get the details right." "You—" The bodyguard's face darkened, but Maeve didn't even allow him to finish. She turned away and raised her voice. "I'm already here, Mr. Jefferson. Don