As if reading his mind, Maeve patiently offered one more explanation.
"I really didn't bump into you on purpose."
Barton asked, "Which department do you work in?"
Maeve replied cleanly, "No comment."
Barton smirked. "Playing hard to get?"
Maeve stared at him. "Sir, I have absolutely zero interest in married men."
The wedding band on Barton's ring finger made his marital status perfectly clear.
Barton shrugged. "Marriage is just a formality."
Maeve raised an eyebrow.
"And?"
Barton took a few steps closer, closing the distance between them, and lowered his voice near her ear.
"I'm just curious. Which department are you in?"
Maeve was slightly shorter than him, but her aura didn't yield an inch.
She replied in the exact same manner, leaning close to his ear.
"I'll say it again. It's none of your business."
The Grover Family really was something else. Unbelievable!
Without giving Barton another chance to banter, Maeve turned on her heel and strode away without looking back.
Watching her retreating figure, Barton rubbed his chin.
"That girl is interesting."
He glanced at the assistants trailing him.
"Do we have her personnel file?"
One of the assistants stepped forward.
"Boss, this area falls under your younger brother's jurisdiction."
Barton finally remembered that he was here to discuss business with Simon.
By now, Maeve had already pushed through the doors and left the Grover Group building.
Barton reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
"So that beautiful girl works for Lab C?"
Recalling Maeve's breathtaking face, a profound look flashed through Barton's eyes.
He ordered his assistant.

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