The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 33

Byron quickly averted his gaze, his dark eyes deepening with a hint of darkness. After a moment, he finally replied, "My grandpa set up that stall just to meet you." He thought, 'Now that he's met you, there's no need for him to keep doing it!

"Why didn't you tell me sooner that your grandpa wanted to see me? Making an elderly man go through all that trouble for me feels a bit embarrassing," Maeve mumbled. "I was planning to tell you after he got out of the hospital, but he was too impatient to wait."

Hearing the slight frustration in his tone, Maeve couldn't help but smile. "By the way, Mr. Mcdaniel, since I'm staying here, how much should I pay you in rent each month?" Already feeling a a ton edg Byron's brows furrowed at her question. "Who said anything about you paying rent?"

"I can't just live here for

"I'm not in need of money. You can pay with your cooking skills instead."

Maeve pressed her lips together, thinking, "The vase in the living room is practically falling apart, yet he claims he doesn't need money? Still, does this mean he actually likes my cooking now?' Thinking back to how he used to flatly refuse to eat her food, Maeve couldn't help but find it amusing.

Noticing her slight smirk, Byron shot her a sideways glance. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing." Maeve quickly denied it, then asked, "Mr. Mcdaniel, is this apartment something you bought or are you renting?"

"I bought it."

She thought, 'No wonder the place has so little furniture, and what's here is so outdated. He probably poured all his savings into buying this place.' Even if he was not charging rent, she figured she should at least contribute something to make it feel more like home.

"I'm going to sleep now. There's a lot to do tomorrow. Goodnight, Mr. Mcdaniel." She pulled the blanket up and closed her

eyes.

A flicker of something unreadable crossed Byron's eyes as he looked at the blanket cocoon she made for herself. He replied quietly, "Goodnight."

The next morning, Maeve woke up early. Finding nothing in the fridge but bottled water, she went downstairs and bought some pasta.

When Byron was ready, they sat down across from each other to have breakfast before heading back to Pinehurst Apartments.

Just the plants from her balcony filled up the entire trunk, and it took a second trip to get everything moved into his apartment. After returning her keys to the landlord and getting her deposit back, Maeve finally felt like the move was real.

"I need to head to the office soon. You can organize things, however you like, just stay out of the study," Byron said, glancing at his watch.

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"Got it." As Maeve arranged the plants on the balcony, she noticed him dressed sharply in a suit, ready to head out, and Chapter 33

driver? Why do you go to the

paused slightly. "It's

following his employer to the office. It sounds like an easy gig, but

"I will." I will.

Maeve quickly finished organizing everything and gave the whole place

with lush greenery,

still felt like something was missing. She headed out to the mall and

rug in the living room, swapped out the sofa covers for warm, soft

she finished, the furniture delivery arrivwith water, and arranged some roses so they'd

the movers left,

Not long at This

arrived.

the sight

bed is so cute! It's

new furniture. She decided she'd repay him by cooking

She quickly snapped a

Thanks for going through the trouble, Mr. Mcdaniel. I love

for dinner tonight? Feel

When the

came through, Byron was

A

substance. Sitting at t the head of the table, Byron found his patience was wearing thin, his brows knitting tighter

he glanced at the screen-Maeve had

up the guest room, and with the new furniture in place, it looked much

tone, she was clearly pleased with

corner of Byron's lips curved slightly as he scrolled down-then

the next image was a picture of Maeve from

water, wearing a light green camisole dress. Her slender legs dangled playfully in

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droplets sparkling on her fair skin as

expression as soft and breezy as

Then, with a quick swipe,