The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 34

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.

Byron replied, "No need.

"Understood."

caught sight of a familiar figure jogging past the

driver and Archer to head back without him. He got out of the car

her direction.

puzzled, thinking, 'Does Mr. Mcdaniel really decide to walk home just to

slowed her pace

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Maeve turned to see Byron standing right in front of her.

fast-food stalls, his expression showing clear disapproval. "Don't tell me you're planning to eat this stuff." "What do you mean, this

point, she immediately bought two small pizzas and handed one

it," Byron declined

a bite of both pizzas. "More for

smiled contentedly, looking like a little hamster enjoying

with junk food after a run. Are you exercising for fitness or just to indulge afterward?" Maeve's smile instantly faded. Remembering how determined she had been earlier, the pizzas in her hands suddenly felt a

my parade right when I'm enjoying something? Can't you

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least that way, she could pretend

he noticed something in the

dressed like troublemakers, were lurking not far away, their eyes locked on

like they were concealing weapons in their pockets, briefly exposed when they

He thought, 'Are these men

in a

She

up, confused. "What

We're

instinctively began

placed a hand on the back of her head, speaking softly but firmly. "Don't

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

following them noticed and

was packed with people, but as they

By then,

long since lost the pizza she was holding. Dragged along by Byron, she wasn't even sure how far they had run. Her lungs burned, and she was gasping for air.

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