Chapter 198
“What?” Sergio’s voice was shallow. “She already knows about me and Clara..”
He had thought that severing all ties with Clara would let him forget what had happened that night. But now, it seemed there was no way to change what had been done.
“Mr. Brooks, let’s go…” Larry suggested with sympathy,
Sergio’s expression darkened, “Why is Clara at the Tomkins Corporation? Find out for me.
“Mr. Brooks, why don’t we ask Ms. Stewart first?”
“I don’t want anything more with that woman!”
Sergio regretted ever feeling compelled to help Clara out of pity. She seemed like a pitiful lady with some talent, and he had taken extra care of her. He hadn’t expected it to lead to other ideas in her mind.
Meanwhile, Maeve had just opened the door to the president’s office when she was suddenly enveloped in a strong embrace.
Startled, Maeve looked up to find Zion. Suddenly, her mind flashed back to the day she had fainted into Zion’s arms after she was drugged. Maeve’s cheeks flushed as she tried to pull away, but Zion held her tighter. “Was Sergio holding you like this downstairs just now?” “Did you see everything?” Maeve was surprised. She looked around but missed Zion watching everything from the office window. Zion said with a low and teasing voice, “Luckily, you pushed him away, or I would have had to come down and teach him a lesson.” “Zion, he’s legally my husband. What right do you have to confront him?”
“Are you defending him?”
“I’m not…”
“So, you’re hinting that I should steal you away?”
“Zion!” Maeve pushed him away as her cheeks flushed.
Zion’s eyes were tender and unguarded. He showed his indulgence, saying, “I’m just joking. Don’t be mad.”
“You can’t joke about that!”
“I wasn’t joking about stealing someone’s bride away.” Zion paused. Then, he added seriously, “I mean it.“.
After realizing Zion was not joking, Maeve tried to calm her emotions. “Even if you want to steal a bride, you should ask for my opinion. I haven’t said I would agree.
“That’s why I’m formally asking for your opinion.”
Zion leaned in closer to her. They could even feel each other’s breath. It was so quiet that they could almost hear each other’s heartbeats. “Ms. Scott, would you accept me wooing you?”
Maeve’s heart raced. Though she was technically married to Sergio, she had never been so
earnestly proposed to before.
Zion removed the family crest from his chest and placed it in Maeve’s hand. He smiled and remarked, “This is the Spencer family crest. Giving it to you is like entrusting my life to you.”