Chapter 290 - Just Like That
Chapter 290 of "No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother" begins revealing exciting developments: As soon as Liam Spencer finished speaking, Maya Spencer held her breath.The man looked at... Donât stop now!
As soon as Liam Spencer finished speaking, Maya Spencer held her breath.The man looked at her pitiful expression, raised his right hand, pinched her face, and ordered, "Wipe away those tears."
Maya Spencer listened to his command, and her crying stopped immediately. However, she felt extremely aggrieved; she couldnât stop her tears, so she desperately held them back, making no sound.
The girlâs submissive endurance made Liam Spencer particularly irritable. He looked at the lingering tears on her face, took a deep breath, and once again pointed outside the door, saying, "Get out!"
Seeing Liam Spencerâs inexorable stance, and seeing how he ignored her pleas, Maya Spencer bit her lower lip, raised her right hand, wiped her tears, and said, "Fine, Iâll leave! Iâm leaving!"
In the office, Liam Spencer watched the girlâs departing back with extreme agitation, kicked the chair beside him, clasped his hands on his waist, and paced back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Every time he thought of Maya Spencerâs tear-streaked face because of Lillian Morris, he felt like he had swallowed something bitter, uncomfortable from head to toe.
In the car, Maya Spencer thought about Liam Spencerâs hatred and her revenge on Lillian Morris, and tears simply wouldnât stop.
Sheâd never felt this intense guilt before, wishing she could give her life to Liam Spencer to calm him down.
At the same time, she wondered if her death was the only way to remove Liam Spencerâs grudge, to get him to let Lillian Morris go.
When she returned to the villa dispiritedly, Sister Taylor hurried over with an invitation in hand to report, "Miss, Spencer Familyâs eldest daughter just had someone deliver this card. Sheâs celebrating her birthday this Saturday, and asks you to please attend."
Maya Spencer listened to Sister Taylorâs report, glanced at the invitation she handed over, weakly raised her right hand, took it, but didnât open it immediately.
Sister Taylor looked at Maya Spencerâs unhappy expression and cautiously asked, "Miss, have you encountered something these days? Why are you staying at home all the time and not going to work?"
"Iâm fine!" Maya Spencer lied. She didnât want to mention her feelings for Lillian Morris to anyone.
Sister Taylor observed Maya Spencerâs lost and dazed look and could easily tell sheâd run into trouble.
But since Maya Spencer wasnât speaking up, Sister Taylor didnât force it. Instead, she exchanged glances with a little maid nearby, signaling them to keep a close watch on Maya Spencer at all times to make sure nothing went wrong.
Maya Spencerâs condition wasnât great to begin with; if anything truly happened, her life would be meaningless.
The little maid, catching Sister Taylorâs hint, immediately took a vacuum cleaner upstairs, staying constantly before Maya Spencer, watching her closely.
At night, Sister Taylor stayed in her room, keeping busy until Maya Spencer went to sleep before leaving. She even secretly installed surveillance in Maya Spencerâs bedroom, taking shifts with other maids to guard Maya Spencer while she slept. Even when Maya rose to use the bathroom, they stealthily crept into her study to check the activity inside.
However, all of Sister Taylorâs actions were seen by Maya Spencer. To avoid worrying her, she pretended not to see, not exposing her.
This supervised life persisted until Saturday, Sister Jane Spencerâs birthday, when Sister Taylor finally removed the surveillance from her room.
At four in the afternoon, Sister Taylor tiptoed into Maya Spencerâs bedroom, gently patting her awake from a nap, saying, "Miss, time to get up. The young master just called to remind you to attend tonightâs birthday banquet."
Maya Spencer listened to Sister Taylorâs voice, rubbed her eyes, and lazily asked, "What time is it?"
"Itâs four oâclock, time to get up and prepare."
"Mm!" Maya Spencer lazily nodded and sat up from the bed. Seeing her compliance, Sister Taylor stopped watching her.
On the big bed, Maya Spencer rubbed her dizzy head, grabbed the phone next to her, and immediately flipped to the financial news. In the afternoon, Morris Clan Groupâs stocks had hit another low.
She calculated, and in this week alone, Morris Clan Groupâs assets had evaporated by tens of billions, not to mention project losses.
She didnât know how long Lillian Morris could hold out at this rate, or how long Morris Clan Group could last, and Liam Spencer, that bastard, how long would he play this game? Did he really have to push Lillian Morris to a dead end? He was Jane Spencerâs husband, her brother-in-law.
This time, Sister Jane Spencerâs birthday banquet was grand, presumably also an opportunity to win peopleâs hearts, trying to recoup Morris Clan Groupâs losses.
But if Liam Spencer, that bastard, wouldnât relent, did Lillian Morris stand a chance to turn things around?
Thinking of these headache-inducing issues, Maya Spencer sighed deeply, thinking that by now, there should be a resolution; after tonight, see what Liam Spencer would do.
At six-thirty in the evening, Maya Spencer appeared at the birthday banquet in a yellow over-the-knee dress.
Due to her beauty and charming attire, her appearance immediately became the focus of everyone, and naturally, her single status added to her being a center of attention.
As Liam Spencerâs fiancĂŠe, publicly referred to as his wife, why hadnât she arrived with Liam Spencer?
Facing the astonished gazes from everyone, Maya Spencer calmly accepted them all, quietly choosing a secluded spot to sit.
"Sister-in-law, long time no see!" Shortly after she sat down, Elia Spencer suddenly appeared before her, greeted with an especially charming and flirtatious "Sister-in-law."
Maya Spencer looked at the woman before her indifferently, rolled her eyes, and continued playing with her phone.
However, her heart was filled with questions; she wondered why Liam Spencer, the petty person he was, would easily let Elia Spencer off? Had his wounds healed? Had his scars faded? How had he released her so quickly? She felt uneasy.
Beside her, Elia Spencer saw Maya Spencerâs white-eyed look, and sat down next to her, saying, "Whatâs wrong? Doesnât Sister-in-law find my appearance surprising? Did you really think Iâd rot in jail forever? Let me tell you, it was Brother who personally withdrew the lawsuit, seems like your place in his heart isnât so special after all!"
"So what? Do you want me to sue you again and have you back in there?" Even though Liam Spencer was no longer beside Maya, she was, after all, Miss Hanson, not yet reduced to being scolded by this little slut.
Elia Spencer heard Maya Spencerâs threat, her face changed suddenly, she stood up from the sofa with a sneer, "Maya, indulge yourself now! Iâd like to see how long Hanson Clan will stay prosperous, how long you can stay prosperous!"
"Get lost! I donât want to see you." Hearing Elia Spencer babbling, Maya was too lazy to deal with her, didnât want to waste emotions quarreling with her. Just because sheâd been released from jail didnât mean sheâd gotten away with it. If she wanted to put her back inside, there were plenty of ways, as if she could do nothing without Liam Spencerâwhat a joke.
Elia Spencer heard Maya Spencerâs "get lost," and looking at her disdainful expression, she was so furious she gritted her teeth but had to leave, as she couldnât provoke Miss Hanson.
Moments later, when Maya Spencer changed position in her game, she saw Elia Spencer mixed with Lydia Jones.
Instinctively, she understood everything; Elia Spencerâs supporter was Lydia Jones, who whispered sweet nothings to Liam Spencer, getting Elia Spencer released.