The Heir's Secret Bride

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

a time when curfews were common, so it wasn't entirely

my friend, and she can't leave

anyway. I'll pick you up. Wait for me at the

with that, he hung

And

Villa is on a mountainside. How could he be "in the

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Bonnie suddenly tugged at her sleeve. "Isn't that your

"Maeve, look

a second to process,

face was battered and bruised. A crowd had gathered to watch as the bodyguards deliberately slowed their pace, dragging the scene

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 even started cursing. "Even someone as patient as Mr. George wouldn't let that slide, so he taught him a lesson. Serves him right." Knowing that Jeff had bullied Maeve in the past, she didn't hold back in her criticism. "Really?" Maeve watched the Maeve watched the scene,

Jeff had caused her started

She thought, So, he

he wants. There are plenty of people in

glance. She quickly told Bonnie she had to go, then hurried toward the party hall entrance. She had almost forgotten that Byron

she spotted the black Maybach parked by the roadside, standing out even among

rested his elbow on the car window,

recounted what had happened, then remarked with a sigh, "Mr. George

'People like Jeff can really use a good beating every

paused, then looked at her with an unreadable expression "You think he's a good

he might just pop a bottle of

arrogant and unreasonable like Jeff, but it's nice to know there are decent ones out

do it for me, seeing Jeff get what

praising Ray, completely oblivious to the growing chill in the car.

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chatter on, Byron suddenly unfastened his seatbelt and leaned toward

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in her throat, her eyes widening as his handsome face came dangerously close. "Mr. Mcdaniel, what are you

close that she could see the exposed line