Brendan’s body tensed up without him realizing it. It had always bothered him that Deirdre might discover the truth, so he immediately inquired, “Where is she? Is she still suspicious?”

Maeve shook her head and raised her calloused hands. “I’m lucky that I prepared in advance and dispelled Ms. McKinnon’s doubts at once.”

“Great then.” Brendan’s expression was gloomy. “It is apparent that something happened while you were in the changing room. It’s highly possible that some loudmouth talked to her, and I’ll look into this matter. Just do your part of the job.”

“Alright.” Maeve was sensible enough to get ready to leave.

“Hold on.” Brendan called out to Maeve. He furrowed his eyebrows and said, “Were you by Deirdre’s side at all times while she bought the gifts?”

“Yes. How can I help, Mr. Brighthall?”

“Did she purchase anything else other than gifts for Sam and Dr. Ginger?”

Maeve pondered it for a while before she said in frustration, “I don’t remember so well. I remember walking