Maeve looked at herself in the mirror. Perhaps because of her delicate skin, the narrow, one-finger-long crimson scar appeared particrly striking on her right cheek. It was like a crack in a fine gemstone, adding a sense of fragility.


    Although the wound was not severe, it still looked rather frightening at first nce. It was Maeve''s first time seeing herself like this, so she curiously inspected her reflection. She even brushed aside the strands of hair on her forehead to touch the bandaged wound. Previously, when people praised my looks, I didn''t really feel it, but with this scar, I finally realize I''m quite beautiful," Maeve said. Bonnie and Alex, who had been worried about her, could not hold it in and burst outughing.


    "You''ve always been beautiful, a stunner, Bonnie eximed. "What misunderstanding do you have about yourself? Even if your face was covered in mud, you''re still the most beautifull Bonnie said.


    Maeve was amused. Tm going to get arrogant if you continue," she said.


    Tm telling the truth, Bonnie said.


    After dinner, Maeve had to rest. Alex gently reminded her to take care of herself before leaving with Bonnie.


    Maeve did not sleep. She picked up the phone on the table and hesitated a few seconds before calling Linds.


    "Ms. Reese?" Linds sounded much more colder than previously. What''s the matter?"


    Fm sorry, Mr. Watson. I didn''t mean to miss our appointment yesterday." Maeve briefly exined the situation. "I apologize for letting you down."


    Linds sounded calm. "Since there''s a reason, I don''t me you. However, I''ve already reced you for the next designer interview because of your absence. Let''s reconnect should another opportunity arise in the future."


    The implication could not have been clearer. Maeve''s fingers on the nket clenched tightly, then let go weakly. "Alright, sorry to trouble you. See you next time," she said hoarsely.


    When Maeve was locked up, she had prepared for the worst. Regardless of the cause of her absence, it had urred and was irreversible. It was reasonable for Linds to rece her.


    Therefore, she had no right to ask for anything from him. After all, there were many new designers. She had not reached the stage of being indispensable.


    After hanging up, Maeve saw the name at the top of the contact list and was stunned. "Byron.


    She could not believe he was the man in the basement. The reason was simple. If Byron were angry with her, he would only turn around and leave. He would not attack her, let alone kick her. But the voice she heard.... Maeve could not figure it out. She directly dialed Byron''s phone number.


    [The number you have dialed is not avable...]


    Maeve pursed her lips and sent him a message. [Where have you been these few days?]


    After sending the message, she put down her phone and covered her head with the nket to calm down. However, remembering the wound on her face, she quickly pulled the nket down. She gently ced her finger near the wound. It still hurt a little. Maeve could not help but sigh. Even if Linds did not rece her with her current appearance, she would probably not be able to appear in the Trend Style Magazine''s exclusive interview this time. However, she felt frustrated missing out on this opportunity. .


    In the evening. Maeve was jolted awake by the


    und of someone pounding on the door. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up, only


    to see Lydia forcefully barging in, ignoring the bodyguards Alex had left to stand watch.


    "Maeve, don''t you think you''ve done enough harm to my daughter?" Lydia red at Maeve with bloodshot eyes. "You kidnapped her first and broke her nose bridge. I haven''t even settled the score with you yet, but you actually have the cheek to call the police to arrest her!"


    Maeve''s cardrums hurt from her sharp scolding. Her expression turned cold. "Mrs. Booth, let''s get something straight. It was your daughter who kidnapped me and illegally detained me, using violent methods to force me into a confession. Isn''t her amrest well- deserved?"


    Lydia pointed at her angrily. "You''re still ndering my daughter? I''m warning you, we have witnesses and evidence proving you nned thest kidnapping. If the police investigate further, let''s see who ends up in jail!"


    "Then let me ask you, Mrs. Booth. Since you have all the evidence in your hands, why didn''t you hand it over to the police? Why did you kidnap me and force me into a confession?" Macve asked. "Are you afraid that the evidence is too fake and the police won''t believe you?" "You... I really don''t know why Byron married a vicious woman like you!"


    Maeve sneered. "I really don''t know why Byron didn''t marry your fake gentle and vicious daughter. Could it be that your daughter refused to?"


    Lydia''s well-maintained face distorted in rage, and she grabbed the vase from the table, hurling it toward Maeve. Before Maeve could raise her hand to block it, an arm intercepted the vase, diverting its path as it crashed onto the floor.


    That''s enough, Madam." Alex looked at Lydia coldly. "If you continue to make a scene like this, I''m calling the bodyguards


    IML"


    Lydia recognized Alex. Her expression changed, and she red at Maeve. "Maeve, just you wait and see. Let''s see who ends up in jail!"


    Maeve pursed her lips. Thinking of the kidnapper''s words and the extremely realistic recording of the call, she suddenly felt a little uncertain. What other tricks does the Booth family have up their sleeves? Also, why are Karen and Mrs. Booth so sure that she was the one who did it?''Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    While she was deep in thought, she suddenly heard Alex''s worried voice. "Maeve, are you alright? Did she hurt you just now?"


    Maeve looked up and shook her head at him. "No, she didn''t. Thanks for your help. She didn''t hurt me."


    Alex heaved a sigh of relief. That''s good. I will have the bodyguards strengthen security here to prevent anyone else from getting close."


    There''s no need to go through so much trouble. Karen, who kidnapped me, has already been arrested for investigation." Maeve''s eyes shed. "Thanks to her mother. I''ve already confirmed that the person who kidnapped me is her


    "It''s not Byron, and the two bodyguards who looked for her were most likely Karen''s people, Magve thought.


    Alex nodded. "My friend who works at the police station mentioned that she''s a key suspect in this kidnapping case. Given the violence and illegal detention against you, the police have the right to detain her for questioning.


    "As for what you told the police about the other kidnapping case, they found some strange things during their in-depth investigation.


    Maeve immediately asked, "What is it?"


    "The police discovered that you were taken away by a kidnapper disguised as a taxi driver, but they couldn''t trace how Karen was abducted. Her whereabouts during that time seem to have beenpletely erased without a trace/ Alex said, furrowing


    his brows slightly. "My friend found this very strange and ns


    Hearing this, an incredible thought suddenly appeared in Macv herself?"


    "What made you think so?" Alex asked. "Did you think of someth


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