Chapter 34

At the apartment, Maeve took a short nap in the afternoon.

After waking up, she submitted some design drafts for others and logged into her email to check for updates.

Still no replies to the resumes she'd sent out,

Even the notification that her final payment had come through couldn't lift her mood.

Freelance work was just a side hustle-her real passion was in design.

But she thought, 'At this rate, will I ever land a full-time job?'

With a sigh, Maeve glanced at the time and headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

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That afternoon, she had spent some of her freelance earnings on high-quality ingredients, planning to thank Byron with a nice meal.

But even after the food went cold, he still hadn't come home.

When the doorbell finally rang, Maeve rushed to answer it, only to find it was just a drink delivery.

She took the drinks back to the table, muttering to herself, "If he's working late, he could at least let me know."

She had put a lot of effort into this dinner.

After finishing the meal and drink by herself, Maeve rested for a bit before heading out for her night run.

This area was far from her old apartment, so even if the stalker had been persistent, it'd be nearly impossible to follow her here.

Still, she stayed cautious, choosing well-lit routes with more people around.

Meanwhile, in the car, Archer glanced at the heavy traffic ahead and turned to Byron in the backseat. "Mr. Mcdaniel, this road gets really jammed at night. We'll be stuck here for a while." A last-n st-minute international video conference had kept them at the office until just now. Otherwise, they could have avoided the rush hour traffic.

"Okay," Byron responded, leaning against the window, staring outside with little interest.

"Mr. Mcdaniel, you haven't had dinner yet. Should I book a table at your usual restaurant?" Archer asked.

"No need. I'll

"Understood."

jogging past the car The swaying black ponytail was unmistakable-it was

to head back without him. He got out of the car and started walking

her direction.

'Does Mr. Mcdaniel really decide to walk home

food restaurant, slowed her pace

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A low, familiar voice suddenly

to see Byron standing right in front

glanced at the nearby fast-food stalls, his expression showing clear disapproval. "Don't tell

point, she immediately bought two small

want it," Byron declined flatly.

a bite of both

a little

reward yourself with junk food after a run. Are you exercising for fitness or just to indulge afterward?"

to rain on my parade right when I'm enjoying something?

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she could pretend

his head slightly, about to say something, when he noticed something

men, dressed like troublemakers, were lurking not far away, their

in their pockets,

gaze turned icy. He thought, 'Are

he said in

She

confused.

We're being

began

her head, speaking softly

what was happening, he grabbed her left hand and led her swiftly through the

noticed and immediately took

was packed with people, but as they neared the end,

By then,

sure how far they had

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