"Divorce?" Julius chuckled as if she had told a joke. "Are you sure?"
Maeve glanced at her grandmother, who was immersed in the music, and gritted her teeth. "I don't think you're sincere. What kind of couple lives so extravagantly? We have to live in the most luxurious place, eat the most expensive food... Shouldn't we live within our means?"
She hadn't achieved her goal yet and couldn't afford to offend Amour. This man was full of tricks... If he interfered, her deal with Zion would become much more troublesome.
Julius picked up his fork and placed them on her plate. "AD's salary is the highest in the industry. Are you afraid you can't afford to support me, a driver?"
At the mention of AD, Maeve's expression softened. She curled her lip and picked up her fork to eat. "Thank you for
