After chatting with Sarah Sutton for a bit, Maeve Lane took out her phone again, thought for a moment, and replied with—
[I'm eating.]
[You and Julian? Then why don't you come back tomorrow.] The reply came quickly.
Maeve Lane didn't know what Mrs. Fairchild was plotting.
[Is there something going on?]
[Can't I just ask you two to have a meal without a reason? Maeve Lane, can't you show a little respect to your mother-in-law?]
Maeve Lane lightly touched the screen with her long finger.
[Respect is mutual, but if I may be frank, you don't seem like the type to ask me back for a meal without a reason.]
After finishing the reply, Maeve didn't check the messages again. She placed the phone into a plastic bag and set it aside.
Not long after, a call came through.
It was Miles Hughes.
Maeve Lane pressed the speaker button while eating peanuts.
