Maeve tried to think of the reason why Sandra would come to look for her but then she remembered what Dylan told her that Sandra had made a dress and she guessed that that was it. Instantly, a cunning idea rushed into her mind and she stared at Gabriel, who was patiently waiting for her response. “Don’t you think we should hear what she has to say?” Maeve asked with a mischievous smile. Doreen caught Maeve's tone that she was up to something. They were best friends for ages before Sandra came between them so she could already guess that Maeve was up to no good concerning Sandra. As such, she wanted to wait and enjoy the show too.“Maeve, please tell him to allow me to eat here for just this once. I know that you are up to something but I’m keeping the ‘you are not my friend’ part.” Gabriel shook his head at his sister’s mischief and knowing from the look in Maeve’s eyes that she was going to put in a word for Doreen, he quickly said t
Sandra had spent money bribing a few people when she arrived here with the hope that Maeve would pay for it by purchasing the dress but if Dylan agrees to pay, Sandra could kiss her money goodbye, knowing that Dylan did not have it to give her.Maeve never asked Dylan for anything since they began dating. It has always been the other way round so this was unexpected and the money Dylan had was already budgeted for compensation, whereas it was not even enough. The nervous clearing of the throat was heard from the end of the line before Dylan’s smiley voice was heard. It was evident that he was pretending. “Ehmm…sure, sure, anything for you, sweetheart. Can I talk to Sandra?” Maeve smiled, “Sure you can. The phone is on speaker. “Sandra,” Dylan called out and she frowned in annoyance before responding, “Dylan.” “You can leave the dress with Maeve. I will transfer the money into your account,” Dylan said confidently like it was nothing but his heart ached for it. If he and Sandra k
“Maeve, what are you planning this time?” Gabriel was the first to recover from the shock and asked. Maeve smiled, not expecting him to understand the depth of her obsession with him. “Oh Gab, I can’t wait another second to become your wife again after dealing with the asshole so it has to be on the same day.” Gabriel smiled. He was pleased but there was also a big problem with this arrangement. The fact that Gabriel hated to share and did not want to share his big day with the likes of Dylan.“You know me Maeve, I won’t compromise on my wedding and I don’t want drama because of my caliber of guests. Let’s arrange it for a week after.” “Then invitations would go out and people would get suspicious,” Maeve responded, not knowing how to explain it in detail without ruining the surprise she was planning. Gabriel was more confused about the part of the invitation, asking seriously, “Maeve, are you saying that I’m not supposed to invite anyone?” Maeve chuckled. “I will handle the gue
The next day, Dylan arrived in the office and immediately went to knock on Reginald’s door. “Come in.” Dylan opened the door and Reginald smiled and said, “Dylan, have a seat.” Dylan sat and Reginald continued to say, “Your being here means there is a problem.” Dylan was smiling like a fool when all he wanted to do to the man in front of him was strangle him for not being on board that private jet and how he was investigating the plane crash seriously with Gabriel, making Dylan powerless. He was also internally annoyed by the way Reginald addressed him by name when he always addressed Gabriel as a son. “Not really. I want to talk about my marriage to Maeve.” Reginald was displeased but successfully masked it with a smile. “I see. So, what have you decided?” He already heard the rumors and was hoping for Maeve to call off the stupid engagement, especially after Gabriel said that she was being a good girl. “I am setting our wedding date to a week after your birthday,” Dylan revea
“Dylan, are you stupid?” How could you sign a prenup?” Sandra was so mad and began to berate Dylan in his office as soon as he broke the news to her. Dylan was equally annoyed but he had a plan. “It was necessary.” The main reason for this marriage was the money so what was the essence of going ahead with it without it? “Don’t marry her if all you will get is nothing even after eliminating her.” “We could force her to sign off everything to us before we eliminate her,” he said thoughtfully since he did not want to end the wedding. “As soon as we eliminate her father, she would become vulnerable.” His suggestion calmed Sandra but she hated the delay. “Okay but how long would it take? The marriage is supposed to last for only six months.” Dylan was getting annoyed by her incessant questions and baseless suggestions, “Let’s get through with the marriage first so why don’t we begin to plan the wedding? I have to bring Maeve over to shop at your clothing store for the wedding.” San
“Vincent is dead,” Gabriel announced, his mood sore. Vincent was the only one they were sure to get vital information from since Dylan had done a very good job this time in covering up his tracks. He knew that investigations would indeed be performed so he prepared ahead of time. All investigations were coming to an end with a cliché conclusion; An accident but Gabriel was sure that it was not an accident, even when he could not prove it. Not only could the detectives not lay hands on who tampered with the jet but also, the pilot was burnt and they could not perform any autopsy as to whether he was drugged or anything. Maeve sat in her swivel chair and went into deep thought, trying to recollect the memories of the future, since she was now three years back into the past to correct her mistakes. The day before her death, Vincent was the one who drove her to the house after her return from her antenatal when Dylan claimed to
When Dylan arrived at the restaurant car park with Sandra, he got suspicious upon seeing Gabriel’s car parked there. Without wasting time, he called one of his spies on the phone, “Is Maeve home yet?” “No sir, she’s at a restaurant with Gabriel.” Dylan instantly knew that Maeve was there as well. He heard from his spies that most of the time, Gabriel and Maeve would eat out before he drops Maeve home so Dylan was used to it. Nevertheless, remembering Gabriel’s confession and dare that he was still in love with Maeve and also pursuing her, Dylan could not help being afraid at this time. Masked by jealousy, he forgot that he had another woman by his side and walked inside the restaurant with her. His anger only grew when he saw no sign of Maeve and Gabriel in the open auditorium of the restaurant. When one of the waitresses was headed to a private room, Dylan felt suspicious and stopped her, “Excuse me miss, I’m sup
“Maeve, don’t you think that leaving your cousin there like that is a little too harsh?” Dylan asked after driving out of the restaurant’s car park. Calculating the distance to Maeve’s house, he was worried because they had not even ordered food and both he and Sandra were hungry. She had nothing on her and would remain like that till he sent the cab to get her. Even at that, she would still not be able to pay since she’d have to get to his house to take either of his cards or cash to pay the cab driver. “Dylan, are you sure you are not in love with my cousin?” There was no expression on Maeve’s face and the question caused Dylan to freeze. He quickly forced a smile, “Maeve, what are you talking about?” Maeve turned to his direction, looking at his side profile. “You care too much about her and I can’t help being jealous. Maybe I should get a detective to be watching you.” She observed how Dylan’s hands