Maeve, with a hint of feigned politeness, asked, "Aren''t you going to get up?"


    ra remained on her knees, her expression full of genuine remorse. "I was wrong. Conner has already talked to me about it, and I realize my mistakes now.


    "I''m sorry, Maeve. Jealousy clouded my judgment. I promise it won''t happen again. Please, forgive me."


    Her disy of guilt seemed sincere, though its authenticity was hard to discern.


    Maeve silently watched ra''s orchestrated disy before her. With Maeve showing little reaction, Bryce made no effort to signal ra to rise.


    Conner, who was standing nearby, chimed, "Nathalie''s past grievances caused her to speak harshly to you, Ms. Scott. We had a long talkst night, and she has let go of the past."


    He then looked at ra and said, "Nathalie, didn''t you sayst night that you wanted to apologize to Ms. Scott?"


    ra nodded eagerly, her expression filled with genuine remorse.


    Stepping forward, she bowed and said, "Maeve, I used to have feelings for Mr. Brooks, and my jealousy caused me to behave in ways that hurt you. I''m truly sorry. Please forgive me." Maeve frowned slightly as she scrutinized ra''s seemingly pure and innocent face.


    While ra appeared genuinely changed, Maeve weighed two possible reasons for her transformation: either ra had truly repented and found love with Conner, or she was feigning weakness as a strategic


    move.


    Maeve might have entertained the idea of ra''s genuine change if it hadn''t been for the dream she had recently. That dream left her cautious, and believing in ra''s transformation wasn''t something she could do easily.


    With a sharp edge in her voice, she scoffed, "You pped me twice. A simple apology won''t suffice."


    Maeve''s intent was clear.


    ra nervously bit her lip before replying, "If you wish to p me back, I won''t object."


    Her vulnerable and penitent demeanor painted Maeve as the aggressor.


    "Considering your pregnancy, let''s skip the pping. We''ll settle this throughpensation," Maeve concluded.


    She raised an eyebrow and added


    firmly, "Mr. Spencer settled with me


    for five billion dors, much likepensation for Mr. Jefferson''s p. So, it''s only fair for you to pay me five billion dors as welband well consider this matter settled."


    "Five billion dors?" ra eximed incredulously.


    Topensate for her, Henry had only given her a million dors as pocket money since bing the heiress of the Ramoz family. How could she possiblye up with five billion?


    Upon hearing Maeve''s request, ra turned to Conner, as if pleading his assistance.


    Conner maintained hisposure and questioned, "Ms. Scott, isn''t this extortion?"


    "How could this be extortion? Resolving this isn''t as simple as offering an apology. She harmed Bryce, who is crucial to my business. With the Scott family bankrupt and Mirage Group shares declining, I depend on Bryce to generate ie.


    "Look at him now. His face is injured and it''s his celebrity capital. Even 50 billion wouldn''t suffice if he can''t recover."


    Maeve was feigning financial hardship, a charade that everyone easily saw through.


    Bryce coughed ufortably, visibly unsettled by Maeve''s remarks.


    Her pretense of poverty, despite being the CEO of Mirage Group and a billionaire herself, was utterly absurd.


    Conner rubbed his forehead in frustration. With matters having escted to this point, he reluctantly decided to shoulder ra''s debts.


    "Alright, I''ll cover it for Nathalie," he conceded. "But Ms. Scott, remember your words. Let''s consider this issue settled."This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    "Of course," Maeve concurred coolly.


    With that, Conner stood up with a firm expression and instructed, "Nathalie, get up. Let''s go."