People kept quiet because they didn't want to publicly tear open his wounds.
And so, his so-called "deeply affectionate" persona had been firmly established without him ever noticing.
No wonder Maeve was always so guarded around him.
Did she actually believe he was still carrying a torch for Nancy?
However, Maeve was usually incredibly straightforward. Tricking Murray into spilling secrets meant she had a specific motive.
"Under what circumstances did Maeve bait you into this?"
Murray didn't dare hide a single detail.
"It was right outside Miss Lowell's cafe."
Andres demanded, "When did this happen?"
Murray thought for a moment.
"I believe it was last Wednesday, around ten in the morning."
Andres rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
Wednesday at ten in the morning was not Maeve's day off.
Given her tight bond with Naomi Lowell, she had no reason to schedule a casual meetup during class hours.
Risking a skipped class just to see Naomi meant she had urgent, highly important business to attend to in person.
Upon returning to the office, Andres called Hans in right after the man had finished entertaining clients.
He ordered Hans to pull the security footage from the streets surrounding Naomi's cafe.
Sure enough, the investigation uncovered a massive red flag.
On the day Maeve went to Naomi's cafe, her actual target was Nancy Grover!
Hans was equally shocked watching the footage.
"Mr. White, did you know Miss Vance was meeting with Nancy?"
Andres fell into a dark silence.
Maeve was remarkably disciplined—she hadn't breathed a single word of this to him.
They usually shared all their intel. Why on earth did she keep this a secret?
Later that evening, Maeve didn't head straight back to Azure Bay after her classes ended.
She went to The Quiet Garden instead, needing to retrieve some urgent experimental data.
Daisy shook her head.
"I wouldn't dare run my mouth about something like that. I don't want them using me as an excuse to cause trouble for you."
Daisy wasn't afraid of being picked on; she was terrified of dragging Maeve into her mess.
Maeve offered her a comforting smile.
"I don't go looking for trouble, but I'm certainly not afraid of it. If anyone tries to bully you again, don't just take it. Hit them back."
"And if you can't hit back hard enough, go find Mateo Fulton and Elena at the Student Union. They won't just sit back and watch."
Over the course of their interactions, Maeve had developed a solid impression of Daisy.
Besides, the Duke family was now directly tied to her own interests.
Since she had categorized Daisy as a friend, she absolutely would not stand by and let her be victimized.
Barely a minute after parting ways with Daisy, her phone rang.
It was Audrey Sinclair—a woman Maeve had almost entirely forgotten existed.
Audrey's opening line was incredibly direct.
"Maeve, let's meet up. I'm treating you to dinner."

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