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

in a time when curfews

came here with my friend, and she can't leave yet. There aren't any taxis around here

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

with that, he

And

How could he

Oct

Bonnie suddenly tugged at her sleeve. "Isn't that your ex? Why is

"Maeve, look

a second to process, then turned to

stretcher with Jeff on it. His forehead was bleeding, and his face was battered and bruised. A crowd had gathered to watch as

been arrogant 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

anxiety Jeff had caused her

She thought, So, he

background to act like a tyrant and do whatever he wants. There are plenty

another glance. She quickly told Bonnie she had to go, then hurried toward the party hall entrance. She

parked by the roadside,

Byron could drive his boss's car so openly all the time without facing any consequences "Why 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 began explaining her delay. "I just saw

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

thought, 'People like Jeff can really use a good beating every

her with an unreadable expression "You think

pop a bottle of champagne to celebrate

eagerly. "I always thought rich heirs were all arrogant and unreasonable like Jeff, but it's nice to know there are decent

seeing Jeff get what he

her good mood, Maeve kept praising Ray, completely oblivious to the growing chill in the car. 08:27 Wed, Oct

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widening as his handsome face came dangerously close. "Mr. Mcdaniel, what

she could see the exposed