Benjamin stared deeply into her eyes.
"Are you falling for him?"
"That's completely irrelevant right now," she deflected smoothly.
He chuckled softly.
"Alright, consider it dropped. Christmas is right around the corner."
Her heart gave a tiny, imperceptible flutter.
"I'm looking forward to the present you're wrapping up for me."
A brutal edge sharpened his gaze.
"I promise you won't be disappointed."
He turned and left, taking Daisy, Jaroen, and his entire heavily armed entourage with him.
Maeve lingered at the abandoned compound for a moment longer.
She pulled out her phone and dialed Andres's number again. This time, the signal jammer was gone, and the call went straight through.
When his phone buzzed, he was currently rushing across town to track down Master Moreno.
Since Mortimer Finch had been close with Master Moreno, he was hoping to dig up some answers.
"Maeve? I thought you were hanging out with Naomi Lowell today."
"We just split up," she said casually. "Where are you? Do you want to meet up?"
He was genuinely thrilled she had taken the initiative to ask him out.
But glancing at the suburban landscape blurring past his window, he had no choice but to turn her down.
"I can't right now."
Her brow furrowed slightly.
"Meeting someone?"
"Yeah," he replied, keeping his tone carefully neutral. "I am."
Normally, she would have let it go right there.
But today, she desperately needed to hear him tell the truth.
"Who are you meeting?"
Her unusual persistence caught him completely off guard.
She rarely pried into his personal business. Why the sudden interrogation?


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