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.

replied, "No need. I'll eat

"Understood."

sight of a familiar figure jogging past the car The swaying black ponytail was unmistakable-it

to head back

her direction.

and Archer were puzzled, thinking, 'Does Mr. Mcdaniel really decide

food restaurant, slowed her pace and stared at the

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out here?" A low, familiar voice

in front of

one hand in his pocket, Byron glanced at the nearby fast-food stalls, his expression showing clear disapproval. "Don't tell me you're planning to eat this stuff." "What do you

her point, she immediately bought two small pizzas and handed

it," Byron declined flatly.

shrugged and took a bite of both pizzas. "More

smiled contentedly, 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

pouted. "Why do you always have to rain on my parade right when

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she could pretend she

slightly, about to say something, when he noticed

were lurking not far away, their eyes locked

weapons in their pockets, briefly exposed when

icy. He thought, 'Are these

he said in a low, serious

She

up, confused.

We're being

began to

back of her head, speaking

fully process what was happening, he grabbed her left hand and led her swiftly through the crowd, cutting

men following them noticed and immediately took off

packed with people, but as they

By then,

they had run. Her lungs burned, and she was gasping for

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