Never See You Again

Maeve, with a hint of feigned politeness, asked, "Aren't you going to get up?"

Clara remained on her knees, her expression full of genuine remorse. "I was wrong. Conner has already talked to me about it, and I realize my mistakes now.

"I'm sorry, Maeve. Jealousy clouded my judgment. I promise it won't happen again. Please, forgive me."

Her display of guilt seemed sincere, though its authenticity was hard to discern.

Maeve silently watched Clara's orchestrated display before her. With Maeve showing little reaction, Bryce made no effort to signal Clara to rise.

Conner, who was standing nearby, chimed, "Nathalie's past grievances caused her to speak harshly to you, Ms. Scott. We had a long talk last night, and she has let go of the past."

He then looked at Clara and said, "Nathalie, didn't you say last night that you wanted to apologize to Ms. Scott?"

Clara nodded eagerly, her expression filled with genuine remorse.

Stepping forward, she bowed and said, "Maeve, I used to have feelings for Mr. Brooks, and my jealousy caused me to behave in ways that hurt you. I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me." Maeve frowned slightly as she scrutinized Clara's seemingly pure and innocent face.

While Clara appeared genuinely changed, Maeve weighed two possible reasons for her transformation: either Clara had truly repented and found love with Conner, or she was feigning weakness as a strategic

move.

Maeve might have entertained the idea of Clara's genuine change if it hadn't been for the dream she had recently. That dream left her cautious, and believing in Clara's transformation wasn't something she could do easily.

With a sharp edge in her voice, she scoffed, "You slapped me twice. A simple apology won't suffice."

Maeve's intent was clear.

Clara nervously bit her lip before replying, "If you wish to slap me back, I won't object."NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Her vulnerable and penitent demeanor painted Maeve as the aggressor.

"Considering your pregnancy, let's skip the slapping. We'll settle this through compensation," Maeve concluded.

She raised an eyebrow and added

firmly, "Mr. Spencer settled with me

for five billion dollars, much like compensation for Mr. Jefferson's slap. So, it's only fair for you to pay me five billion dollars as welband well consider this matter settled."

"Five billion dollars?" Clara exclaimed incredulously.

To compensate for her, Henry had only given her a million dollars as pocket money since becoming the heiress of the Ramoz family. How could she possibly come up with five billion?

Upon hearing Maeve's request, Clara turned to Conner, as if pleading his assistance.

Conner maintained his composure and questioned, "Ms. Scott, isn't this extortion?"

"How could this be extortion? Resolving this isn't as simple as offering an apology. She harmed Bryce, who is crucial to my business. With the Scott family bankrupt and Mirage Group shares declining, I depend on Bryce to generate income.

"Look at him now. His face is injured and it's his celebrity capital. Even 50 billion wouldn't suffice if he can't recover."

Maeve was feigning financial hardship, a charade that everyone easily saw through.

Bryce coughed uncomfortably, visibly unsettled by Maeve's remarks.

Her pretense of poverty, despite being the CEO of Mirage Group and a billionaire herself, was utterly absurd.

Conner rubbed his forehead in frustration. With matters having escalated to this point, he reluctantly decided to shoulder Clara's debts.

"Alright, I'll cover it for Nathalie," he conceded. "But Ms. Scott, remember your words. Let's consider this issue settled."

"Of course," Maeve concurred coolly.

With that, Conner stood up with a firm expression and instructed, "Nathalie, get up. Let's go."