The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 62

"Yeah." Byron picked up his coat from the sofa. Tm heading out "Okay, stay safe," Maeve said.

exquisite.

When Byron left, Maeve immediately ran to the refrigerator and opened it. On the middle shelf was a dessert box tied with a blue ribbon. She looked through the transparent window of the box. There were four rows of cakes. Each was different and all was tempting and "Wow," Maeve exclaimed. She had just eaten breakfast and was little hungry again. She couldn't help but take one out to

try.

Though the cake was in the refrigerator, it was still soft. The fruit filling inside was sweet but not overly so. It also had a faint floral fragrance. Maeve finished it in a few bites, wanting more.

A dessert box this exquisite was probably a gift specially prepared for guests at the cocktail party. Maeve did not know how Byron got it. She filled a box with two cakes and brought them to the company.

However,

Karen

when Maeve saw Karen downstairs, her happy mood vanished.

had been waiting for Maeve for a while. She walked over and said, "Ms. Reese, are you free? Let's talk."

Maeve

guessed the purpose of her visit and said directly, "Ms. Booth, I've already made it very clear to you on the phone yesterday."

"I won't take up too much of your time. I only need ten minutes Karen was unmoved. Her attitude could even be considered tough. "Or do you want to talk to me here?" Maeve was speechless. She wondered how could there be such an unreasonable person like Karen.

After finding a table in a cafe, Maeve looked at the time and said, "You only have ten

à minutes."

She did not understand where Maeve's sense of superiority came from when she was only a maid. She suppressed her

not beat around the bush. There are 50 thousand dollars in this card.

bribing me? I've already said I won't tell you." She wondered if she looked like she was easy

maid. I'm closer to Byron," Karen said unhappily. "If you

you're so close to Mr. Mcdaniel, you shouldn't have to try so hard to know who his

are deeper than you can imagine." Maeve was

suppressed the stratige feeling in her heart and said calmly, thought of a

Karen paused. "What?"

her lips and looked at Karen. "That I'm Mr. Mcdaniel's

have

There

before Karen chuckled and mocked bluntly, "Are you joking? You don't have any family background, talent, or ability. You're just a maid. How dare you fantasize about being Byron's wife?" ry matters Moreover, Byron had said Maeve was a maid. It was impossible. He would never waste his breath on unnecessary He was always honest. Maeve

met Karen's contemptuous gaze. She had already told her the

is up. I'm going to work." Maeve put down

you fool me just now, but you still haven't answered my question." A hint of anger appeared on Karen's face. She could not take

patient enough to sit

Byron's smaid,

eyes were cold. "You're the b**h. Even dogs can mind their manners better than you." With that, she picked up the cake box on the table

her chest heaved. From the corner of her eye, she saw what was in Maeve's cake box and was shocked. The cakes looked like they were made

eaten the royal desserts personally made by that chef twice, and it was during parties at the villa. Byron would not ask that chef to make such desserts. He did not like sweets. The idea that he would give

and stopped thinking about that. She took

After

She entering the

devote herself to work. She didn't leave the studio until she got off work in