CHAPTER 257: CHAPTER 255: YOU WON’T DIE IF YOU DON’T SEEK TROUBLE【5 MORE】

Therefore, she immediately summoned Sister Taylor, handed the ring to her, and said, "Sister Taylor, help me melt this ring down." It seemed that only by melting this ring down could her heart find a bit of balance.

It seemed that only in this way could she completely sever her ties with Liam Spencer.

"Okay, Miss." Sister Taylor accepted the ring Maya Spencer handed over and left after agreeing.

So, in the spacious bedroom, Maya Spencer was left alone once again.

She glanced around the wedding items and took out her phone to call Kinsley Spencer.

She said, "Second brother, I’ve seen all the wedding items, thank you for the trouble."

"These were all taken care of by the assistants, I didn’t do much. Is there anything else that needs to be added?" Kinsley Spencer was quite frank, admitting that he hadn’t put in much effort.

"No need to add anything, everything that should be here is here." Maya replied with a smile, but looking at these things, she felt no thrill or happiness inside.

"Hmm! Take a good rest these days, the wedding will be tiring." The two of them talked about the wedding as if discussing work.

"Okay, you take care too." Maya’s response was also very formal.

After hanging up the phone, she lazily lay on the sofa, stretched with a big yawn, and took a deep breath. But as she pondered, now that Liam had walked out of Grace’s shadow, did continuing this charade still have any meaning?

Thinking of this, Maya took a deep breath, gently held her phone with her right hand, rested the back of her hand on her forehead, and gently closed her eyes, contemplating her next step.

A moment later, she sighed deeply, immediately sat up straight, thinking, never mind! Never mind! Things have reached this point, there’s no room for maneuver. At least helping Kinsley take over Spencer Clan Group is better than leaving it in Sister Jane Spencer’s hands, after all, they are siblings.

Just as she made up her mind, the phone suddenly chimed, and she hurriedly unlocked it, only to see a new social media notification.

Maya glanced at the news and almost held her breath. A cold smile crept across her lips, thinking, how quickly this got exposed, karma, indeed.

The news notification wasn’t about anything else but Liam and Freya Woods, the two were caught shopping together, and there were clear photos of their car encounter and Liam adjusting his pants after getting out of the car.

At this moment, many netizens’ comments on Liam were filled with utter disappointment. A few days ago, he broke the engagement banquet and got involved with Hartley Shaw, and now he hooked up with a new girl in such a short time, they could only respond with an "oh well".

Maya, smirking at the evaluations on Liam, mocked, "If you don’t ask for it, you won’t die. Go ahead, push your luck! I’m waiting to see your downfall."

However, there was one aspect of this news that particularly displeased her: the car Liam and Freya were caught in was the same one she’d been with Liam in not long ago. Thinking of this made her sick, gnashing her teeth in anger, wishing for those scolding netizens to beat Liam to death.

At the same time, she hated herself, hated that she’d let him take advantage of her so many times a few days ago, and the agreement he proposed — one favor for every time he slept with her — was nothing but an empty promise. Aside from getting her that two billion dollar deal, she hadn’t gained any real benefit.

To make things worse, when the shareholders had meetings, they completely overlooked her major contribution and insisted on kicking her out of the company.

Thinking of these things made Maya feel particularly uncomfortable. For a moment, she felt she had nothing, even more lonely than three years ago.

Three years ago, she at least had a conviction, a determination to find the true culprit behind her mother’s suicide in the Spencer Family. But now, she had no clues, even with the diary, there was no lead. Her uncle handled all matters; she knew nothing.

A few days ago, she still harbored hatred toward Liam, a motivation to continue living with that hate, but now she was ousted by the shareholders, and Liam completely ignored her existence. She couldn’t even find a starting point for her revenge.

She was completely lost about her future, the only thing she hoped for was to see Liam self-destruct.

Yet, she could only watch the developments, like a puppet.

So, for the next few days, she went nowhere, thought of nothing, just stayed at home waiting to become a bride.

Ever since she slapped Liam at the business club, that man seemed to have regained his senses and didn’t bother her anymore, as if they never had any entanglements.

But every time she thought about Liam’s bullying, hatred filled her heart, rendering her helpless because there was nothing she could do; all she could do was watch him thrive.

This barren life dragged on until the day of the wedding, yet her mood hadn’t improved.

Watching the bustling people at home, she felt like a bystander, as if this wedding had nothing to do with her.

The wedding ceremony was scheduled for 6:30 in the evening, and Maya was brought to the hotel by Kinsley at 4:30 in the afternoon.

In the VIP lounge, Maya looked at herself in the mirror, so beautiful yet so unfamiliar. Her face bore not a hint of wedding joy, like a soulless puppet, allowing the stylists to manipulate her.

"Miss Hanson, you’re so beautiful, I don’t even know where to start with the makeup, your features are so perfect, you don’t need a bridal makeup at all." The makeup artist looked at Maya for half an hour, almost dropping her eyes but still hadn’t begun. She felt that applying makeup on Maya’s face was an insult to it.

Listening to the makeup artist’s compliment, Maya couldn’t help but burst out laughing, for the first time in days.

After laughing, she said, "Just a clear nude makeup will do."

"Okay, okay!" Receiving the suggestion, the makeup artist finally started working.

With Maya’s good skin, she simply drew some eyebrows, applied lipstick, and didn’t over-decorate her appearance. Her hairstyle was a simple laurel goddess style. In 30 minutes, Maya’s makeup was done.

"Miss Hanson, I’m not being lazy, you really don’t need more makeup. Any more, and it would be redundant." The makeup artist kept her eyes fixed on Maya, unwilling to look away even for a moment.

"Maya, you look stunning." At this moment, Ella came in. Seeing Maya in her white wedding dress, she was almost drooling. The only words she could think of were ’fairy’.

"Thank you!" Maya smiled gracefully.

"Miss Hanson, I’ll leave you and your friend to chat. I’ll excuse myself. If you need anything, you can call me, I’ll be there whenever you need." The makeup artist tidied up her things while explaining.

"Okay, thank you, Ella."

After the makeup artist left, Maya started chatting with Ella. Seeing Maya forcing herself to act happy, Ella felt so much heartache that she even considered taking her away from the wedding.

Half an hour later, Ella’s phone suddenly rang; a colleague attending the wedding was looking for her, so she temporarily left Maya and went to the banquet hall.

Just as the wedding was about to start, Maya suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. She warmly asked, "Ella, are you done?"

However, there was no response from the other side. Instead, she heard heavy footsteps, like those of a man.