This was undeniably the most shocking scandal of the year.
Despite the terrifying ordeal, Maeve safely delivered a pair of healthy twins.
The baby boy was born seventeen minutes before his sister. After thorough examinations, the doctors confirmed both infants were in perfect health.
During the delivery, Maeve had slipped into temporary shock, but thanks to the medical team's desperate efforts, she pulled through.
When Andres learned his wife had nearly crossed over to the other side, a cold sweat drenched his entire body.
He silently swore to himself right then and there: after these twins, he would never let his wife endure the agony of childbirth again.
The moment Maeve fluttered her eyes open, she immediately rasped, "Where's my dad?"
Andres sat by the edge of the bed, tightly gripping her hand.
"Your mom and dad are on their way to Aethelburg right now."
Based on her original due date, the twins weren't supposed to arrive for a few more days. Julian and Serenity had planned to fly in the next morning.
But thanks to Nancy's psychotic stunt, Maeve had gone into premature labor.
Maeve weakly shook her head. "I meant Griffin. He came. When I was delivering the babies, he was right beside me. I saw him."
Andres gently studied her, wondering if the trauma had temporarily blurred her grip on reality.
"Master didn't come, Maeve. Were you hallucinating?"
From the second Maeve was rushed into the operating room until she was wheeled out, Griffin had never made an appearance.
Maeve stubbornly insisted, "I really saw him. He didn't just show up; I only managed to deliver the babies because he helped me."
At that moment, she had felt her life slipping away, standing right on the precipice of death.
If Griffin hadn't intervened, she knew she wouldn't have survived.
Andres softly brushed a strand of hair from her sweaty forehead. "You're just exhausted, baby."
Tears suddenly welled up and spilled down Maeve's cheeks. In that instant, complete clarity hit her.
Over her days in the hospital, a steady stream of visitors came to check on her.
Her parents, Sofia, Titus, Naomi, Jasper Jett, Slade Thorne, Benjamin Bright, Daisy Duke, Leonardo Salazar, Michael Perez, Corbin Shaw, Claudia Beaumont, and even Quinn Hayes, who hadn't been seen in ages.
Every single one of them offered their most heartfelt blessings to her and the newborn twins.
Surrounded by the warmth of her family and friends, the heavy, suffocating grief of Griffin's departure slowly began to lift from Maeve's shoulders.
Life had to keep moving forward.
During this time, the outside world was flipped upside down.
Thatcher Grover was dead, and the murderer was his own wife, Faye.
Regardless of what twisted motive drove her to do it, she would ultimately face the full wrath of the law.
With his father murdered and his mother behind bars, a sickly Barton Grover had no choice but to drag his failing body back to the Grover Group to try and hold the collapsing empire together.

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