Chapter 4 - Maeve Is Dressed in Sienna’s Pearls and Designer Gowns
The walk-in closet in Sienna’s suite smelled faintly of French lavender and expensive cedar wood.
Sienna stood with her arms crossed, watching a stylist meticulously alter the hem of a designer silk dress to fit Maeve.
“Hold still, or I’ll ruin the lace,” the stylist muttered, pinning the emerald-green fabric against Maeve’s waist.
Maeve looked at her reflection in the full-length gilded mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back at her.
The simple, unpretentious housekeeper had vanished, replaced by an impeccably polished socialite draped in diamonds and silk.
Margaret walked in, holding a heavy velvet jewelry case that clicked open to reveal a string of South Sea pearls.
“These belonged to Elias’s grandmother,” Margaret said, lifting the necklace out with delicate care.
“They are worth more than your entire apartment building, so treat them with absolute reverence.”
Maeve swallowed nervously as the cool, heavy pearls settled against the sensitive skin of her collarbone.
“What do I do if he asks about our childhood or our supposed shared memories?” Maeve asked anxiously.
“We have prepared a comprehensive ledger of every dinner party, vacation, and family event Sienna supposedly attended,” Margaret replied smoothly.
“Memorize every date, every name, and every preference before your car arrives at the gates tomorrow at noon.”
Sienna watched the transformation with a dark, bitter scowl twisting her painted lips.
“Just remember, if you ruin this for us, my mother won't just stop paying for your brother's surgery,” Sienna sneered.
“She’ll make sure neither of you ever finds a job in this city again.”
Maeve turned slowly to face Sienna, her chin lifting with a quiet dignity that caught the affluent girl off guard.
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“I am doing this for Leo, Sienna, not for you,” Maeve said softly.
“Just make sure your side of the bargain holds up when the doctors wheel him into the operating room.”
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