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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

at Byron and met his dark eyes that were smiling mockingly. Her heart skipped a beat. "Y-yes," she

relieved and flashed a gentle

apple bobbed. Then, he picked up his fork again and slowly ate. Perhaps because it was Maeve's, but it tasted not bad.

to answer when Byron called out to her in a deep voice, "Maeve."

can leave first. We still have something to

bye." Alex nodded

Maeve carefully observed Byron's expression. "Mr. Mcdaniel,

were filled with mockery. "Why aren't you calling

laughed dryly. "But there's no choice just now. You don't want others to know

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Byron

or you don't?" He had seen how Maeve had smiled at Alex. Those who didn't know better would think she was

the wrong. "How about I won't say you're my uncle next time? I'll just say you're my brother." Maeve

looked at Maeve coldly. "Maeve, you're quite the flirt. How many uncles and

daddy?" She couldn't believe that

Byron could answer, his phone suddenly rang. Frowning slightly,

your father i is waiting

voice and was stunned

hanging up, he said

ask something, but realized she was in no

She wondered if Byron was very eager to see Karen. Though the voice was m***d, Maeve had recognized it. It was Karen's voice. Maeve

a middle-aged man in a silver-gray suede suit sat on the sofa.

showed his

dignified, and his facial

cial features were somewhat

"This is the

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