Chapter 1740

Inside the apartment, time crawled by. Bailey's gaze rested on Maeve, who was now motionless on the couch, and his thoughts drifted back to half an hour ago. He had brought back some of the aromatics he'd found in the mountains, just as Maeve had instructed. She was adamant that this stayed between them—no one else could know, not even Mason. But as he stood there now, he couldn't shake the doubt gnawing at him. Was he doing the right thing? When Maeve had agreed to help him save the Jefferson family, she'd set one condition—no matter what the situation, if she needed his help in the future, he was to give it unconditionally with no questions asked. Now, this mountain cleanup task had conveniently landed on his plate, and Bailey wasn't naïve. Maeve had planned it this way. She wanted the aromatherapy fuel The Lucent had been developing. Earlier, he'd stood in front of her with the fuel in hand and explained how it might pose risks to human health. But he knew it was pointles