The Heir's Secret Bride

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.

up, Byron replied, "No need. I'll

"Understood."

a familiar figure jogging past the

eyebrow, Byron told the driver and Archer to head back without him. He got

her direction.

the driver and Archer were puzzled, thinking, 'Does Mr. Mcdaniel really decide to walk home just to avoid

slowed her pace and stared at the

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A low,

see Byron standing right in

clear disapproval. "Don't tell me you're planning to eat this stuff." "What do you mean, this

immediately bought two small

want it," Byron declined flatly. "I'm not

and took a bite of both pizzas. "More

contentedly, looking like a little hamster enjoying its

or just to indulge afterward?"

"Why do you always have to rain on my parade right when I'm enjoying something? Can't you until I'm

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she could

head slightly, about to say something, when he noticed something in the reflection of

men, dressed like troublemakers, were lurking

in their

'Are

in a low, serious

She

confused. "What is

eating. We're being

began

hand on the back of her

grabbed her left hand and led her swiftly

noticed and

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

By then,

sure how far they had run. Her lungs