The weekend at home was boring without Gabriel coming to visit, and Maeve had lost interest in her favorite swimming activity. She wondered how she never realized how much Gabriel meant to her in her past life because his being away was like taking a part of her along with him. Dylan could still not walk by himself, so Maeve had plenty of freedom. Giving her parents an excuse, she went to visit Doreen. This time around, she drove there by herself without her spy driver noticing. Gladly, Doreen was glad to see her. “Maeve, how are you?” Doreen asked with a surprised smile when she opened the door. She had slept late, thereby waking up late as well. She was just doing some chores when her doorbell rang. “I’m very fine,” Maeve walked in and hugged Doreen whiles she spoke. She looked around and realized that Dexter’s pictures had been taken down but did not immediately comment on them. Doreen was finishing up her cleaning whiles she spoke, “Gabby told me what he did to Dylan. I guess
Gabriel went to give some instructions to his new secretary, Gloria. Reaching there, he realized that he had left his phone on his desk and returned to pick it up since there were some contacts he had to give her. Knowing that Maeve was on a call, he opened the door gently to not distract her. “Yeah, you are right. I can’t wait for us to get married, but I still have to watch the scam. What if he tells my dad to refuse our plans to get married?” “Dylan, I chose you over him, and I’m wearing your ring when his is in the sewage. You are the only man I love.” Maeve was facing the French windows behind Gabriel’s desk, so her back was turned, and she did not see nor hear it when Gabriel entered. Hearing those words from her and knowing they were to Dylan, Gabriel felt his legs shaky, and he closed the door without picking up the phone like he had wanted to do before. He returned to reception and told the secretary, “I will send them to you later.” The secretary nodded her head, not kn
“Please call and tell them to cancel the trip. Tell them you have to take care of me. Please Mom and Dad, I need you here with me.” Reginald and Cynthia were confused about their daughter’s behavior. They knew her to always be non-serious about the company, saying that Dylan would take care of it but for a few weeks, she has been serious. Now, she was sick, and as much as they wanted to be there for her, she was an adult so a doctor could be called to take care of her, and with her maid around, they could go on their business trip and come back. Whereas the desperation in her voice made Reginald and Cynthia helpless but indeed, their daughter’s life mattered more to them than any money in the world and Maeve had paled so much suddenly, it scared them. Reginald tried calling his counterparts to tell them about the change of plans but the call was not going through, which could mean they had already reached the airport and were waiting in the private jet. Not only were Reginald and
Gabriel’s detective instinct was already up because Reginald and his wife, who were Maeve’s parents, were supposed to be on that jet. Suddenly, he felt that Maeve was not sick and was also feeling that there was more to all the suggestions she kept giving him. “No, but we lost the pilot and an expensive painting. I told Vincent to drive to the airport to stop them when I could not reach them by phone but I guess he didn’t go. Luckily, I copied them in the email I sent to the investors to cancel the meeting so they alighted from the jet and instructed the pilot to take the painting.” Gabriel knew that if it had something to do with Vincent, then Dylan was involved but since he did not have all the proof yet, he said seriously, “he should be arrested.” Gabriel was determined to get to the bottom of this plane crash. “Hannah said he ran out of the house as soon as she told him that I wanted to see him. Maeve was also not sick. It was as if she knew this was going to happen,” Reginald
Gabriel froze, as regret filled his eyes. He could not say that she was lying because she was drunk. No person would tell lies when drunk and he was sure that Maeve would not remember anything when she woke up the next morning. She looked depressed and heartbroken so if it wasn’t because of Dylan and Sandra, then who? Also, she broke up with Gabriel because of Dylan so what changed? And why was she still with Dylan and wearing his engagement ring if she hated him as much as she said? “Then why are you with him?” Gabriel asked her. Maeve was drowsy so she was about to lean against the bar counter when Gabriel pulled her towards him, so his head was resting against his chest. He was standing while she sat on the bar stool so that was the most comfortable position for her. “I just want to recover everything he stole and make him pay for messing with me. For messing with my head and making me think that he cared about me. For making me sign the divorce papers and embarrassing you." She
“Are you two together?” Doreen froze at the door when she saw their uncompromising position. Since Gabriel had not discussed with Maeve how she wanted the relationship to be, his only motive was to rebuke his sister when Maeve asked, “Can you keep a secret?” Her gaze was focused on Doreen, the latter smiled and nodded her head whiles she replied, “Better than anyone.” Maeve glanced at Gabriel and her cheeks burned before she looked at Doreen again and said, “Then yes. We only settled our differences today.” She disappointedly lifted herself from Gabriel’s lap but was engulfed in a warm hug from Doreen. Maeve hugged her back, her disappointment at not getting the kiss she so much desired fading away. Gabriel was shocked and asked Doreen, “You are not upset?” “Why should I be? This is what I’ve always wanted for the two of you, nothing less,” Doreen responded while hugging Maeve tighter. When she pulled away, Maeve went back to her desk while Doreen sat in front of Gabriel. Gabr
Maeve was about to move to her desk when Gabriel’s hands tightened around her waist. He enjoyed the closeness and did not want to stop. Lifting the intercom, he dialed the reception, the secretary answered, “Mr. Scott, I’m sorry I forgot about the intercom. I have a lot of transfer request confirmation from the branches, needing your approval.” Gabriel was both excited and stunned. This was not something he could postpone because it involved a lot of money. He couldn’t believe he was having both the happiness of his love together with massive business progress. Whatever good luck Maeve carried with her, Gabriel was happy that she settled for him, returning the love he kept in his heart for so long. “Right, give me a moment.” Gabriel hung up and took Maeve’s lips once more. Gosh! It was so addictive; he did not want to stop. Whereas with business waiting, office romance needed to be forcefully pushed to the back. His voice was so soft and filled with desire whiles he said, “Now t
Maeve was woken up by the ringing of her phone. She was so tired, responding without checking the caller ID. “Hello,” “Good morning, wonder woman.” The velvety sensual voice was able to remove all the tiredness she felt, as energy returned to her body. But she was surprised by the pet name he gave her, instantly forming one for him through smiles, “Good morning, my addiction.” “Wow. Am I so addictive?” Gabriel was knocked with surprise but also proud to be nicknamed like that by her. No wonder she never wanted to leave his side. She was his wonder woman because of her contribution to his successes, which was still surprising to him. “You have no idea,” Maeve chuckled in response while she lay on her back, facing the chandelier above her. This was the first time Gabriel woke her from sleep and it felt so good. “I like it and I thought about asking why you are not here when I’m still at your car park.” Gabriel sounded amused but Maeve felt sorry for keeping him waiting for so l