Andres hadn't expected that. "You didn't want me to come back?"
Maeve pressed a hand to her forehead and massaged her aching temples. "Do you have any idea how much effort I put into getting myself locked up?"
Andres stared at her like she'd just revealed herself as some rare species.
"You were bored with life, so you wanted the full prison experience?"
Maeve rolled her eyes. "I'm not that bored."
Andres lifted an eyebrow. "Then give me a reason."
Maeve stopped dodging and laid it out. "The night of that livestream—I saw my dad."
Andres's brain moved fast. "Your adoptive father?"
Maeve nodded. "He's been hiding, but he watches me all the time. If I want to catch him, I have to force his hand."
Andres went silent, visibly struggling. "So your 'strategy' was sending yourself to jail?"
Maeve didn't see the issue. "If things get serious enough, he'll come out to get me."
That old man was absurdly protective. He'd never been able to stand seeing her wronged—not once, not since she was a kid.
Andres asked abruptly, "Then what about that murder video everyone's sharing?"
"Oh, that?"
Maeve's face stayed breezy. "I deliberately made sure Anya found it on a private site—a piece of 'evidence' she could use to threaten me."
The Morales family had been taking hit after hit lately. Anya wanted her dead.
Based on Maeve's read on Anya, she'd never pass up a chance to grind Maeve into the dirt.
So Maeve simply handed her the weapon.
Andres's expression hardened.
"Your little trap looks perfect on the surface. But if you actually got stuck inside it, did you think about how you'd get out?"
He'd watched the video. It didn't look doctored at all.
Trying to fight it as malicious framing wouldn't go far.
On the way to the detention center, the lead attorney had offered one viable path: if they could prove Maeve was a minor when it happened, she might avoid criminal liability.
Maeve didn't seem bothered by his concern. "My dad wouldn't let me get stuck."
Andres stared at her, exasperated by her blind confidence. "Then did he come bail you out?"
Maeve glared. "I didn't even get the chance to find out—because you ruined the plan."
Her faintly sulky glare, of all things, struck Andres as… adorable.

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