The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 39

Chapter 39

After setting up a time with Alex, Maeve returned to the party hall to find Bonnie.

"Maeve!" Bonnie spotted her just in time and grabbed her arm. "Where did you disappear to? I've been looking all ov for you."

"I was just taking a walk in the garden. Why? What's up?" Maeve asked.

"The designer I arranged to meet just told me he might not be able to make it after all..." Bonnie said apologetically. "I'm really sorry. I didn't expect him to flake out like this." Maeve shook her head with a smile. "Actually, I was just about to tell you-l ran into the boss of Eternal Hope in the garden, and he invited me for an interview next Monday." "Seriously? You're not just saying that to make me feel better?"

"It's true,"

Maeve said earnestly. "And it's all thanks to you, Bonnie. If you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have gotten such a great opportunity."

The unreliable designer was no longer an issue, and Maeve didn't have to worry about wasting Bonnie's effort.

Bonnie instantly brightened. "Well, when you get the job, you owe me a big meal."

"Of course. Only the best for our Lady Bonnie,"

"Oh, stop it."

Just then, Maeve's phone rang.

Seeing that it was Byron calling, she was a bit surprised and stepped aside to answer. "Mr. Mcdaniel, is something wrong?"

"Where are you?" His tone was sharper than usual.

Mare

blinked. "Didn't I tell you? I'm at a party at Half-Moon Villa with a friend. I'll be home a bit later..."

"I forgot to mention, my house has a curfew." Byron's voice was cold. "You need to be back by ten."

"A curfew?" Maeve couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What century are we living in? Why would you still have a rule like that?" "It's my grandfather's rule."

Maeve

was left speechless.

Gilbert did

time when curfews were common, so it wasn't

she can't

cut her off sternly. "I'm in the area anyway. I'll pick you up. Wait for

with that, he

And

Villa is on a mountainside. How

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at her sleeve. "Isn't that your ex? Why is he being carried down

"Maeve, look

second to process, then turned to

forehead was bleeding, and his face was battered and bruised. A crowd had

and self-in self-important, as if his wealth meant everyone should bow to him. Now, he was lying on a stretcher, exposed to everyone's ridicule. Bonnie leaned in and I whispered to I to Maeve, "I heard he kept pestering Mr. George to play cards, and when he lost, he refused to pay up

and anxiety Jeff had caused

She thought, So, he

like a tyrant and do whatever he wants. There are plenty of people in this world with more power and

to go, then hurried toward the party hall entrance. She had almost

Maeve reached the entrance, she spotted the black Maybach parked by the roadside, standing out even

are you so slow?" Byron rested his elbow on the car window, casting an impatient glance at her. "Get in." "Okay." I Maeve quickly got into the passenger seat and

with a sigh, "Mr. George really did everyone

really use

her with an unreadable expression "You think he's a good

heard this, he might just pop a bottle of champagne to celebrate

unreasonable like Jeff, but

it for me, seeing

completely oblivious to the growing chill in the car.

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chatter on, Byron suddenly unfastened his seatbelt and leaned

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widening as his handsome face came dangerously

was so close that she could see the exposed line of his collarbone beneath his

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