The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 986

"Stop worrying. It's totally unnecessary. I'll be fine. Just wait to hear from me.

And remember, whatever you do, do not come looking for me at the Sterling estate. If you show up there, you will never see me again."

In this twisted relationship, Maeve held Layne completely captive. Whatever she demanded, he didn't dare disobey. Or rather, his love for her meant he refused to go against her wishes.

Seeing the unyielding determination in her eyes, Layne had no choice but to surrender. "Okay," he muttered, his voice heavy with defeat.

Maeve didn't have the patience to explain herself to Layne anymore. All she cared about was seeing Quinn. She needed to look him in the eye, tell him she wasn't dead, and demand he honor his promise to marry her. As for Delilah, they were just a mistake.

She figured that as long as Quinn apologized, she would forgive him. She felt a brief twinge of guilt toward Layne. And as for Alastair, she didn't care—he had already breached their contract.

He had promised her that once she finished the mission, he would guarantee her marriage to Quinn. In the Sterling house, Maeve only trusted her mother, Mrs. Sterling, and her mother's intel was never wrong.

She was going to fix this. Since Alastair broke his promise, she had every right to tear up their original deal.

Layne and Maeve showered together, and by the time she stepped out of the bathroom, her legs were shaking so badly she could barely stand.

Now that Wren was completely off the grid, Maeve knew she was the only one who could save herself.

"Alright, I need to head to the office. Since you refuse to let me go with you, please be careful. I'm assigning two of my bodyguards to you."

Layne reluctantly held her hand, watching her until she got into the car and disappeared from view. Wearing her favorite dress, Maeve drove out in a cherry-red Ferrari.