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.

up, Byron replied, "No need.

"Understood."

sight of a familiar figure jogging past

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

her direction.

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

slowed her pace and

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A low, familiar

Byron standing right in front of her. "Mr. Mcdaniel, you're

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

two small pizzas and

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

of both pizzas. "More for me. It's

looking like a little hamster enjoying

out a quiet scoff. "You always reward yourself 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

to rain on my parade right

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that way, she could pretend she didn't

to say something, when he noticed something in the reflection of

group of shady-looking men, dressed like troublemakers, were lurking not

were concealing weapons in their pockets,

thought, 'Are these men after me

said in a low, serious

She

confused. "What is

We're

instinctively began to turn

her head, speaking

happening, he grabbed her left hand and led her

them noticed and

as they neared the

By then,

far they had run. Her lungs burned, and she was gasping for air. Already exhausted from her earlier run,

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