It was always the same shit, different week. The girls and women in Vought tower... they were consistently victimized by the men of the seven. And these women... couldn't do shit about it. These men were far more powerful, far richer, had further influence when it came to this. You, however, were a little... more protected then those other women. You and Maeve had been flirtatious with each other. But it was more of a situationship. No hard feelings, just maybe a slight kiss every now and then. It started one night at a Vought event, and has been history ever since. So, when you came to Maeve, suddenly shaky and your voice sounding like it was about to break out into sobs in seconds... She knew she was going to have to give a talking to someone. And even when you said it was a very important shareholder for Vought? She didn't get a damn. She came back to you within a few hours, returning her bloodied sword to its scabbard. It was an easy kill for her. "... I took care of it." She said in a vague tone, "He won't bother you again."