Never See You Again (Sergio and Maeve) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9 

According to the timeline of her previous life, Zion would only reveal his identity three years after Kurt’s death. Could it be that her rebirth ha Inadvertently changed everything 

At this moment, Clara’s fare turned pale at Kurt’s words. 

Won’t it noted that Zion was an expun? How could be possibly be Kort’s grandson? Then, didn’t that mean that Kort had heard everything that she had just said? 

Offending Kort would mean ne projects. 

In the world of finance With this in mind, Cara looked to Sergio for help 

“Mr. Spencer Sealer, Clara had a loose tongue jest now. Please excuse her, considering her young age.” 

Kurt only trented in response. “I’d heard that there was a financial genis by Mr Brookside, but it seems she isn’t an impressive as rumored.” Clara’s face turned corn påder. She had obviously lost favor with Rat 

Marvy observed the whole situation. At this print, it weeddn’t make a difference even if Sergio spoke up. 

In a normal situation, Clara would already have been kicked and because of how she had criticized Kurt’s grandson Kurt had already at her some slack. 

Sergio pursed his lips and reisained silent. 

However, Kurt’s gaze softened slightly when he looked at Marve. “You’re from the Scott daily, right? Mane snapped back to attention as Kurt Initiated a conversation with her. 

She nodded and replied, “I’m Marve.” 

“Maverick wasn’t good–looking when he was young, but his granddaughter turned out to be so beautiful. Your grandfather and I were quite close over zo years ago, and now, you’ve grown so much in the blink of an eye. 

ver concerned about family matters. He was long gone now, but she had never heard 

Close? Marve remembered her grandfather always being carefree, never of any connection between her grandfather and Kurt 

Maeve didn’t know how to respond. But just then, Kurt leaned in and asked, “Are you married?” 

Marve nodded. “Yes, I am.” 

“To which young man? Maeve glanced at Sergio beside her. Kurt’s face immediately turned sour upon seeing Sergio. “That rascal Peyton’s grandsons despicable!” 

Sergio smiled faintly upon hearing Kurt’s words and replied, “My grandfather used to mention you often, Mr. Spencer Senior. It seems like you two were quite close.” 

“I’m not close to him!” Kurt denied. 

As they chatted, Clara just stood awkwardly beside them, her presence ignored. When Kurt left, Clara tupped at Sergio’s sleeve and sed, “Mr. Brooks, I would like to leave now.” 

Η 

Sergio looked at the time and said, “I’ll send you back.” 

Clara asked, “How about Maeve? 

Sergio glanced at Maeve, who was chatting happily with Kurt not far away. He replied coldly, “She can find her own way back” 

Clara’s gaze held a hint of jealousy when she looked at Meeve. How could Maeve receive Kurt’s favor? It was simply unfair. 1 

Meanwhile, Marve saw Sergio and Clara leave the clubhouse one after the other. Larry approached her quietly and said, “Mr. Brooks will be sending Ms. Stewart back to the dormitory.” 

“Got it,” Marve replied. 

Larry expected Marve to make a tearful scene upon hearing this news, but to his surprise, Maeve remained calm. Beside her, Zion asked, “Is Mr. Brooks sending someone else home? 

Marve didn’t feel embarrassed and replied, 

“Isn’t it obvious?” 

She wasn’t the only one who had witnessed it, everyone else had seen it too, Sergio had disregarded his wile twice in a row and had openly sent another woman home, leaving his with behind at the banquet. Different rumors would surely circulate in the upper–class circle tomoECOW 

“Aren’t you mad?” 

“Not at all.” She had had enough of only having Sergio on her mind. She wouldn’t let herself fall into the same trap again. 

Zion looked at Marve, Although she appeared indifferet, he still saw a hint of loneliness in her eyes. “Ms. Scott, may I have the honor of sending you home?” he asked. 

It was getting late, and Maeve had indeed had enough of this place. Larry stood beside her and said, “Mr. Spencer, let me send Madam back home.” Zion ignored Larry and walled for Marve’s response. Marve stood up and accepted Zion’s offer. “Well, thank you, Mr. Spencer” 

Zion stood by Mary’s side like a gentleman, leaving Larry clueless as to what to do next. How should he explain to Sergio if he went back like this? Maeve followed Zion into the car, with Charlie behind the wheel. Only Zion could make the Foster family’s eldest son become a driver. “Zion, I’ve been waiting for you outside for hours while you were in there flirting the whole time? Charlie complained. 

Maeve could sense Charlie’s frustration from his reflection in the rearview mirror, Zion replied nonchalantly, “Let’s send Ms. Scott home first. 

“Hey, aren’t we supposed to go…” Before Charlie could finish his sentence, Zion kicked the back of the driver’s seat. Charlie fell silent when he saw the warning look in Zion’s eyes from the rearview mirror, 

“Zion, I’ve been waiting for you out for hours while you were in there flirting the whole time?” Charlie complained. 

Marve could sense Charlie’s trostration from his reflection in the rearview mirror. Zion replied nonchalantly, “Let’s send Ms. Scott home first.” 

“Hey, aren’t we supposed to pa…” Before Charlie could finish his sentence, Zien kicked the back of the driver’s seat. Charlie fell silent when he saw the warning look in Zion’s eyes from the rearview mirror, 

“De you guys have something to attend to later? Marve asked. 

“‘s nothing important.” 

“Actually, you don’t have to send me home, I can go back myself” 

“Sethbum may seem calm, but it’s dangernas, especially now that you’re Sergio’s wife.” 

Mave raised an eyebrow and cald, “Mr. Spencer, Sergin is different from you. He is a legitimate businessmen.” 

Zion said flatly, “Even Mr. Brooks may not be clean in a complicated place like this,” 

Maeve didn’t refute his words. In her past life, although she had been married to Sergio for many years, he had never allowed her to get involved in his family’s affairs. 

Although it seemed like Sergio was a legitimate businessman, how could a man wielding och absolute poorer in Seathburn City be completely clean? It was just that Sergio’s secrets were better hidden. 

As for Zion, he didn’t bother hiding anything. After all, it was said that Zion had no weaknesses. 

“Ms. Scert, we’re here” Charlie parked the car outside the Brooks‘ residence. The lights were still off, meaning that Sergio hadn’t returned yet. 

“Thank you. Mr. Spencer, Mr. Foster,” Marve said, thanking them as she got out of the cat. Zion watched as Mame entered the house before mlling up the car window and saying to Charlie, “Let’s go.” 

“So, you still know that we have to go? Did you forget about the meeting with Devon at midnight?” Charlie glanced at the time and said, “We’re already 

“Let him wait, then Zion said coldly, “I’ll chop off 

chop off one of his hands if that scumbag 

g can’t bring me what I need.” 

Meanwhile, Maeve sensed that something was wrong as soon as she entered the house. Allie knew that she was afraid of the dark, so she would usually leave the living room lights on for her. But at this moment, the lights were off. 

“Sergio? Are you back?” Silence filled the room for a long moment. Maeve sensed that something was amiss, but just as she was about to leave, a large hand suddenly covered her mouth. 

“You dam bitch! It’s all because of you that I’ve lost all my money!” Maeve struggled to break free, but the man was too strong. 

While struggling, Marve managed to pull out a lighter from her bag and burn the man’s wrist. As the man recoiled in pain and took several s Maeve immediately dashed out the door 

“Sergio! Sergio!” Mare called out his name repeatedly in her heart. As she ran, she dialed Sergio’s number. 

“Hello?” 

steps back. 

“Sergio! Where are you? Come back quickly! There’s someone in the house…” Before Marve could finish her sentence, her phone was knocked to the ground. A van was parked in front of her, its headlights blinding Maeve’s eyes. 

On the other end of the phone, Sergio frowned and asked, “Maeve?” 

“If you want to save your wife, bring ten billion dollars in exchange! Sergio’s gaze turned cold, but the other person had already hung up the phone. “Sergio, what’s wrong?” Clara, who was sitting beside him, noticed his unusual expression. 

Sergio gritted his teeth and instructed, “Turn back now!” 

The driver was taken aback. “But, Mr. Brooks, we’re almost at the dormitory.” 

“I told you to drive home!” 

The driver paused for a while and then said, “Got it, Mr. Brooks!”