"He'd rather take the fall for murder himself than let you get blood on your hands."
"Maeve, cherish what you have. As for Nancy, let the law deal with her."
Maeve replied evenly, "Everything that happened was exactly as I predicted."
Naomi raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Maeve didn't hide anything from her.
"I've seen Nancy's astrological chart. She's a true flower of wealth and nobility, meant for a long life. Plus, she has Griffin protecting her."
"The setup at the party looked like a revenge plot for Charlie on the surface. But my real goal? I already achieved it."
Naomi caught on instantly.
"You used the chaos to lure Griffin out?"
Maeve nodded. "Exactly."
Only by dragging Griffin into the light and demanding to know why he was protecting Nancy could she openly and justifiably avenge Charlie.
Naomi quickly asked, "So where is he now?"
Just the mention of him made Maeve grit her teeth.
"He shoved a strength-sapping pregnancy pill down my throat and vanished into thin air."
Said he'd be back in two days. Yeah, right.
It was a shame she was too weak to move, or she'd be tearing the city apart right now.
But through all this, she confirmed one thing.
Griffin hadn't truly disappeared. He was watching her every move.
Before coming over, Naomi had thought Maeve acted too recklessly for the sake of revenge.
Now she realized Maeve wasn't reckless at all; she was playing chess while everyone else was playing checkers.
This incident hadn't just exposed the Grover family's crimes to the public; it had forced them into a corner against the rest of the elites.
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