The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter

36

Byron narrowed his eyes, casually picking up a utility knife from the table and slicing open the package. With a soft rustle, a thick stack of photos spilled out of the box, scattering across the sofa.

The obscene images lay clearly exposed before Byron's eyes.

The woman in the photos, striking provocative poses and flaunting herself, had Maeve's face-but it wasn't her.

Byron's turned icy as he examined the photos, his eyes sharp and penetrating.

The background appeared to be t

to be the living room of Maeve's apartment, and the angle was suspiciously precise-something only a hidden camera, like the one previously concealed in a stuffed toy, could have captured. e the overall composition seemed coordinated, there were subtle mismatches. The face matched Maeve's, but the body didn't quite align with the background. The images didn't blend seamlessly. At a quick glance, they might pass as real, but a closer look would reveal the deception.

Moreover, whi

These photos hadn't reached Maeve, though. They'd been intercepted by Byron.

He noticed a

Ia white card tucked beneath the photos and pulled it out with his long fingers.

[Maeve, do you do you like this little gift?]

If these photos get out and your poor driver husband sees them, he'll probably dump you on the spot, don't you think?]

[If you don't want that to happen, come to Room 1099 at Wrestwood Hotel tonight at 8 PM. Come alone.]

The malice in the words seeped through the paper, completely unmasked.

Byron's slips curled into a cold smile that didn't reach his eyes. He thought, 'Whoever made these poorly Photoshopped images actually thought they could blackmail Maeve?'

With a snap, he crumpled the white card into a ball, tossed it along with the photos into a metal trash can, and carried it out to the balcony. After lighting a match, he threw it in. With a whoosh, the flames leaped up, devouring the filth, reducing it all to ash.

With

The flickerin The ckerin

a cold, dark light in

if you don't need something, you can just throw it away. Why burn it?"

when she looked again, his expression was

Byron replied,

"Be careful it doesn't spread, and make

faded.

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online, but I accidentally ordered too many. Want one?" Maeve asked with a smile,

Maeve muttered, feeling a bit deflated. "Okay, maybe they're childish for drinking

her grumbling, Byron asked, "Is your shipping address still your old

pick up a bunch of

to here. And try to avoid going back there alone

her and

he was just concerned about safety around Pinehurst Apartments and didn't think much of it. She simply.

number and spoke in

+5

I've gathered, Jeff has been embroiled in a fierce power struggle with Nestor, and he's recently acquired a large amount of sedatives through some special channels. The purpose is still unknown," Archer quickly reported. Ever since Byron had deliberately supported Nestor to weaken Jeff's position within Graves Group, Archer had been

of the note he'd found and didn't need to guess who those drugs were meant for. He had nothing but disdain for such

"Very good."

shiver down Archer's spine. He thought, 'Whatever Jeff has done to cross Mr. Mcdaniel this time must be serious. It is

"Mr. Mcdaniel, should I send men or

even colder. "Men.

was s speechless.

next words left lently offered a

Archer completely floored.

Ray know to send an invitation to tomorrow night's

And let

treat? But somehow, that "sweet treat" feels more like a poison apple..." Despite his confusion, Archer responded

hanging up, Byron gazed out the window, his eyes dark and impenetrable, even deeper

he decided to give her a

*****

headed out to meet up with Bonnie. They spent some time shopping to kill