Chapter 1172
"But most of the time, it's inappropriate for you to step in, right?" Maeve asked.
The venue was crawling with hunters. If Ian's identity were to be discovered, things could have spiraled out of control.
"Don't worry, I can handle myself."
If all else failed, she still had her secret weapon. Maeve glanced down at the watch on her wrist. The entire area was under a signal jam.
The watch that Sergio had given her featured an emergency alert system, but it only worked when there was a signal.
She had been darting back and forth on the second floor not just to buy Sabrina some time but also to find a signal and track down Serena.
Now that she knew Serena was on the fifth floor, she could stop wasting time on the second.
"Thanks, I owe you one."
Ian casually tossed a small folding knife into Maeve's hands. "Just remember that," he said with a cool and detached tone.
With that, he hoisted up a socialite who lay sprawled on the ground.
Maeve frowned slightly. "They…"
"Relax, I'm ju

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