The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 38

Jeff thought, "Ten times the purchase price... Not even Father can come up with that kind of money!"

Jeff quickly realized Ray was deliberately making things difficult for him. As he recalled Ray's earlier words, his face went pale.

Ray

When have

I ever offended Ray? I can't remember anything at all!'

He thought, walked out of the lounge, carrying his winnings, and headed to the meeting room at the end of the hall. He pushed the door open and stepped inside. Byron sitting on the black sofa turned his head slightly, holding a glass of red wine in his left hand, the corner of his eyes lifted in a casual gaze. "All taken care of?"

"A piece of cake," Ray replied with a grin, placing a phone on the table before pouring himself another glass of wine. "That fool actually had a bit of luck tonight. If he'd quit while he was ahead, he could've walked away with a nice profit. But he got greedy. "But something felt off. Sure, the transfer deed for all my restaurants of George Group is tempting, but it's not worth risking company shares over. Did you have a hand in this?"

Ray thought, "The gambling session tonight, orchestrated by Byron, didn't feel like a coincidence.

"Just gave him a little nudge," Byron replied calmly.

Ray raised an eyebrow, sensing there was more to the story. "What did Jeff do to get on your bad side? Care to share?" t be too curious."

Don't

Ray rubbed his chin, trying to read between the lines of Byron's words. Then he suddenly asked, "You didn't go after Jeff because of a woman, did you?"

He thought, 'After all, with the Graves family's minor status, it doesn't seem like something that will catch Byron's attention otherwise.

Byron

paused for a moment, then coolly dismissed the idea. "You're overthinking it."

"Really? I ? I don't buy it," Ray said, his curiosity piqued, his expression full of eager gossip.

Byron i ignored him, set down his wine glass, and walked over to pick up the phone on the table.

The double-password lock that Jeff had set was practically useless in Byron's hands.

As soon as he opened the photo album, he found exactly what he expected: secretly recorded surveillance footage of Maeve.

With an indifferent expression, Byron deleted all the videos. Then, with a flick of his long fingers, the phone dropped into the fish tank on the table with a splash. "What was

s on it?" Ray asked, crossing his arms. "You didn't have me win his phone just to toss it in the tank, did you?"

"Nothing important," Byron said dismissively. He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down. "It's lively

down there."

Ray

that got to do

down and

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thinking, 'So this is how it

Ray

Ray was

outside in the garden, Maeve had wandered around for a

The

o place. She

in thought for a moment, Maeve was about to rise from the bench when she suddenly felt her dress get heavier. Looking down, she realized that part

easily, but then she heard a voice. "Who's

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from her, a man in a silver-gray tailcoat

at his hand. "Excuse me, sir, could you please let go of my

glanced at her dress, a look

a classic bodice and a skirt that draped gracefully like flower petals down to her ankles. Delicate roses adorned the neckline, cuffs, and hem, adding the perfect touch of elegance and refinement. It was the first time Alex had

he seemed

quickly snapped out of it and released

piece of fabric lying here. The rose crewelwork is so beautiful that I couldn't help but pick it up to take

it was part

throat,

a good look at Maeve, he was

puzzled. "You

but you didn't

image of her tear-filled yet determined

it, Maeve finally recalled. "Oh, that was you! I remember now. Thank you for

the time, she wasn't in a good state and

head, then asked, "Forgive me for asking,

shook her head. "I made it

Alex's eyes

lit

up

"You made it yourself? And the rose

did that too,"

once worked part-time as a

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