Never See You Again

Maeve stepped out of the car, still not having told Lyra about Sergio buying a house for Clara. She hadn't anticipated Sergio's eagerness to have Clara move in.

"Madam..." Larry was surprised at her arrival. Did Mr. Brooks plan this intentionally because he knew Madam would return at this time?

"It's alright, Larry, you can continue," Maeve said nonchalantly, though Larry's heart raced nervously. The current situation resembled a battlefield!

"Maeve, you're not upset, right? We'll be neighbors from now on, and I may need your help in the future," Clara said..

Maeve, who had already turned away, pivoted back. "Neighbors? What kind of neighbors?"

Clara seemed emboldened. "I also live in this community. Doesn't that make us neighbors?"This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Do you really think living in the same community makes us neighbors?" Maeve chuckled and pointed to Clara's building, then to hers and. Lyra's building. "Hasn't Sergio told you about the price difference between these two buildings?"

Clara's expression changed slightly, and she asked, "Told me about what?"

Lyra then placed her hand on Clara's shoulder. She deliberately told Clara, "It seems like Mr. Brooks doesn't value you much. The building you're in is the cheapest in the entire community, with five households on each floor.

"Those who live there are either nouveau riche or mistresses. Therefore, there's no need for identity verification. You can get in as long you have the money."

Clara's expression changed drastically.

Lyra continued, "As for the building we're in, it's ten times the price of yours, with only one household per floor. You can't move

e in no matter how wealthy you are unless you're among the esteemed and prestigious in Seathburn City. So, do you think you still deserve to be our neighbor?"

Clara couldn't contain her expression any longer. Maeve couldn't be bothered to argue further with Clara and pulled Lyra towards the car.

Maeve asked, "Where did Charlie come from if there's only one household per floor?"

Lyra cleared her throat and sounded uneasy. "Zion had originally bought one unit. He was worried that you wouldn't stay here since it's too big, so he had it slightly renovated to look like two units, but it's actually one."

Maeve was lost in her thoughts. No wonder, she had found it strange when she moved in. Judging by how high-end this building was, each floor should have only one unit, but there were inexplicably two when she moved in. It turned out that Zion had altered the layout of this unit.

Lyra whispered, "You mustn't let Zion know about this. He'll be mad at me if he finds out."

Maeve reassured Lyra, "Zion has a good temper. He won't."

"He has a good temper? How is that?" Lyra was greatly surprised, but then she quickly added, "Well, it's true. He's good to you, but he's never been nice to anyone else." Marve just smiled and didn't dwell on it.

The next day, Maeve went to school early. The classmates were discussing something important, but they all fell silent as soon as they saw Maeve enter the classroom.

Maeve found it strange to see Sheldon also there. Normally, he wouldn't bother coming to class if it wasn't for something important. There was always something going on if he did show up.

"Did something happen?" Maeve sat in her seat and pretended to ask casually.