The Heir's Secret Bride

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Chapter 59

"Every time I come here, I want to try something else, but I always end up ordering this," Maeve's eyes curved slightly.

"What a coincidence. Me too." Alex said.

They chatted and laughed, not noticing the temperature dropping around them.

Byron tapped the table with his

his long fingers. When Maeve looked over, he said coldly, "Hand me parmesan."

IL.

Hand me the napkin."

e." Maeve handed over the bottle of the bottle of shredded parmesan.

Maeve had no choice but to hand Byron the napkin again.

After two bites, Byron looked at his spaghetti and frowned. "Why is it spicy?"

Maeve turned to Byron. "Did you tell the waiter not to add spice?

"Yes." A look of disdain appeared in Byron's eyes. He put down his fork. "Forget it. I'm not eating anymore!

Maeve hesitated before asking. "Do you want to trade with me? Mine isn't spicy." In any case, they had already kissed. It didn't matter if they ate the same plate of spaghetti. Byron frowned slightly and nodded reluctantly. “Alright" Alex, who

who was sitting opposite them, watched them exchange their food. A strange feeling suddenly arose in him, but it quickly dissipated. He smiled gently, "You two are very close." Maeve cleared her throat, feeling a little "Yes, I'm staying at his house now. I'm more familiar with him." your uncle

"I see." Alex nodded. "Is

married

Byron and met his dark eyes that were smiling mockingly. Her heart skipped

was relieved and flashed a

displeased. When he saw Maeve eating his plate of spaghetti, his Adam's apple bobbed. Then, he picked up his fork again and slowly ate. Perhaps because it was Maeve's, but it tasted not bad. After leaving the restaurant, Alex asked Maeve if she wanted to go back

to her in a deep voice, "Maeve." He sounded like he was going

Brown, you can leave first. We still have something to

bye." Alex

observed Byron's expression. "Mr.

with mockery. "Why aren't

You don't

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Byron

or you don't?" He had seen how Maeve had smiled

displeasure in Byron's tone, Maeve admitted that she was in the wrong. "How about I won't say you're my uncle next time? I'll just say you're my brother." Maeve thought, Uncle is just

Maeve coldly. "Maeve, you're quite the flirt. How many uncles and brothers do you have?

daddy?" She

Byron could answer, his phone suddenly rang.

father i is waiting for you in your

vaguely heard Karen's voice and was

Byron replied in a deep voice. After hanging up, he said to Maeve, "Work calls. You

d her mouth and wante wanted to ask ask something, but realized she was in no position to ask. "Hurry

disappointment in her eyes. She wondered if Byron was very eager to see Karen. Though the voice was m***d, Maeve had recognized it. It was

the top floor of the Mcdaniel Group, a middle-aged man in a silver-gray suede suit sat

showed his

dignified,

cial features were somewhat

"This is the