Never See You Again (Sergio and Maeve) novel Chapter 486

Chapter 486 

Maeve said, “Also, have a formal gown prepared for me.” 

“Ms. Scott, are you still planning to attend?” Zayla asked. 

“There’ll be plenty of reporters at the entertainment gala tonight. Sergio is also officially engaging Clara today. I intend to make the most of this opportunity. My divorce with Sergio is a done deal.” 

Zayla quickly grasped Maeve’s intentions and nodded. “Understood, Ms. Scott.” 

As evening fell, the entertainment gala took place at Brooks Estate. 

Though Hailey opposed Sergio marrying Clara, Sergio made the final decision, so he went ahead with the banquet. 

Outside the Brooks estate, Maeve sat in her car, surveying the gathering of luxury cars. Despite dealing a severe blow when she founded the Mirage Group, Sergio still held the connections the Brooks family had accumulated over the years. 

Her mercy had given the Brooks family a chance to recover. And in just a few months, Brooks Group had returned to its former glory. 

“Ms. Scott, let’s go.“. 

Maeve had barely stepped out when she heard a sarcastic voice nearby. “Well, if it isn’t Maeve.” 

Turning, Maeve spotted Wendy and Dorothy stepping down of another luxury car. 

Wendy wore a daring silver lace gown that accentuated her figure. The gown’s diamonds shimmered in the night, exuding opulence from every angle. 

It was clear Wendy held this evening’s banquet in high regard. 

Dorothy, in contrast, looked charming in a pink pencil skirt. However, next to Wendy’s extravagance, she seemed like an afterthought who helped carry Wendy’s bag. 

Maeve raised an eyebrow. “Well, Ms. Owen, you look radiant as ever tonight.” 

“Of course! The Owens are still a prestigious family, unlike some people who still dare to show up at such gatherings looking so dowdy. It seemed like their families had gone bankrupt, and even their uncle had ended up in prison.” 

Wendy cast a disdainful glance at Maeve. 

Maeve wore a simple black fishtail gown for the night. It was remarkably understated, except for an emerald necklace around her neck. 

Being young, Wendy couldn’t have appreciated the subtle luxury of Maeve’s attire. 

But compared to Wendy’s flamboyance, Maeve’s outfit did seem excessively plain. 

Maeve smiled. “You look stunning, Ms. Owen. How could I compete with you? You’ll surely be the star of the evening.” 

Maeve’s compliment elicited a pleased smile from Wendy. 

Dorothy took Wendy’s hand and said, “Let’s head inside, Wendy. No need to waste time with her.”