The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 30 Iman

The old man was sipping his coffee at a leisurely pace, looking more like he was enjoying life than running a tarot reading stall Maeve found it curious and couldn't help but glance over a few more times.

Noticing her interest and having nothing better to do, the old man waved her over. "Hey there, young lady. Want to draw some tarot cards? I can read your career, love life-whatever you need. If it's not accurate, it's free! Maeve hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down.

"Sir, how does this work?" she asked.

"Just draw a few cards."

She drew a few cards, and the old man studied them thoughtfully.

This is the most complicated reading I've seen in a while. The old man frowned. "You have a younger brother, right? So your parents don't pay much attention to you. Financially, things are also a bit tricky-you're losing money, mostly to help your family? Maeve's heart skipped a beat. She thought, 'How could he be so spot-on?"

The old man continued. "On the bright side, your career prospects look good. If you put in the effort, your promising. But as for your love life..."

His serious expression made Maeve nervous. "What's wrong with my love life?" she asked.

"It's going to be a bumpy road

Maeve bit her lip, thinking, "Bumpy" is an understatement. How could he be this accurate?'

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"Don't feel discouraged, young lady," the old man added. "Even if your love life is rough, there's a way to turn things around." Curious, Maeve asked, "What's the solution?"

"Find a man whose love life is even worse than yours. Fight fire with fire."

Maeve was speechless, thinking. 'Fight fire with fire? That doesn't sound reliable at all.

Just as she started doubting him, the old man peered closer at her cards and suddenly made a sound of surprise. "Oh, you're already married? And your husband happens to be just the type I was talking about." Maeve's eyes widened in

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I in admiration. "You can even tell that? That's amazing!"

The old man grinned smugly. "Of course! Back in the day, my tarot readings were unbeatable. Everyone said I was always on point."

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Then

why are you running a stall here?"

The old man was caught off guard. He couldn't very well tell her that he was loitering around just to catch a glimpse of his future granddaughter-in-law, so he cleverly set up a tarot stall instead. Unexpectedly, while he hadn't found her yet, a steady stream of customers kept coming by for readings.

Maeve didn't press further. She stood up and asked, "Your readings must be expensive, right? How much do I owe you?"

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accurate

paying a bit

just about to casually name a small amount when his

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stammered, "I've been busy all day and haven't had

She hadn't

consider it a thank-you for helping clear my

and was tempted, but still tried to be polite. "Oh, I couldn't impose." "It's really no trouble. I always cook too much for just myself, so if you could help me finish it, I'd actually appreciate it." Hearing this, Gilbert immediately stood up and handed his

"Well then.

I'll shameless

accept your invitation."

what about

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was

something to eat

speechless, thinking. 'Poor me-I have

their exchange. Maeve felt a

looking out for her. Having a young man accompany her

just the old man, it felt

a pair of spare indoor slippers. "Here, you can wear these. Make yourself comfortable in the living room while I prep

need I to worry about me," Gilbert said with a smile, hands

been invited into someone's home for a meal like this, and it

attention was

Curious, he walked over

arranged plant stands and ceramic pots, all filled with vibrant seasonal vegetables. Gilbert's eyes lit up in delight. "Young lady,

Maeve replied a bit shyly. "It's just a casual hobby. I'm

them up for

rubbed his hands together

"Of course"

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hesitation, Gilbert-zeroed in on the crisp, tender lettuce. As he picked the leaves, he couldn't help but reminisce "My wife used to love gardening too-flowers, vegetables, you name it. But she didn't have much of a

this. Maeve couldn't help but say, "You and your wife must've

It was

tell from his tone how much he still cherished his late wife. It was the kind of love that made people envious. brought out the

Before long,

Maeve

few bites, and even with his refined palate, accustomed to gourmet cuisine, he couldn't help but be