Never See You Again

After a moment of silence, Cathy spoke up. “I have one more condition.” 

“Name it,” Maeve responded. 

“I want to debut.” 

Maeve laughed at Cathy’s request. “Debut?” 

“I’ve worked hard as a trainee for so long. I have the best talent, and I deserve to debut. If it weren’t for you, I’d already be on stage. I want it back. That’s where [belong!” 

Cathy’s eyes blazed with wild ferocity, driven to desperation, 

Marve, effortlessly reading Cathy’s thoughts, questioned, “Have you been putting in all this effort for your career as a trainee, or is it all about Mason?” 

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“You saw mu 

saw me talking to Mason and accused me without thinking of the consequences. Are you certain you’re not pursuing this career just to get closer to him?” Maeve probed 

Cathy, a woman outwardly aloof and reluctant to reveal her emotions, bore an inherent pride. Her only recourse was to constantly approach Mason to get his attention. 

She fell silent at Maeve’s question. 

Maeve pressed on, “Your so–called dream is to get Mason to notice you, to debut alongside him. Yet, after all your efforts, you can’t even muster the courage to confess your feelings.” 

“Shut up!” Cathy retorted, “You know nothing.” 

Maeve remained untazed by Cathy’s outburst. “Fine, I agree with your condition.” 

Her casual agreement made Cathy suspicious. “You agree? 

“Yes, I do” 

“But how can you make it happen? Do you have the power to influence the decision of Hackett Group’s top management?” Cathay queried. 

“I have my ways. You don’t have to worry about that,” Maeve replied dismissively, showing no interest in dwelling further. “You can lewe now.” 

Sering her dismissal, Cathy didn’t linger. 

Once she lett, Maeve called out, “come in. Aren’t you tired of hading at the door? 

Mason, who had been hiding in the corner of the room, walked in 

“Are you going to let her debut?” he asked solemnly. 

“I’ve only promised she can stay at Hackett Group. Whether she debuts or not depends on her. 

Mason frowned but remained silent. 

Maeve arched an eyebrow. “Do you think she can make it?” 

“With her talent, she could,” he commented. 

“But she won’t” 

“Why not?” 

Facing Mason’s question, Maeve rose from her chair, explaining, “If Conner is to incur losses, this trainer project can’t succeed. Today’s events have already delayed the show’s production schedule. Anything could happen during this period–perhaps all the trainees quirting?” 

Mason appeared to grasp something. “Did you know Cathy was going to hold you hostage today?” 

“I did.” 

“How did you know?” he pressed. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Maeve smilled but offered no response. 

Her past life experiences had heightened her vigilance toward potential threats. She had someone monitor Serena, just as she did with Belle. She knew Serena’s every move. Conce aware of Serena’s plan, Marve devised her strategy to disrupt the show’s proceedings 

However, she chose not to divulge any of this to Mason. 

changing the subject, she questioned, “Speaking of which, why are you herei 

“L” Mason besitated, his gaze falling on the red mark on Maeve’s neck. “I wanted to see you were hurt.”