The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 70

Ray still had to drive Jeff and Byron home. He suddenly regretted not drinking more just now.

The Todd family's residence was close. Ray asked the driver to send Jarrett back to his house first. However, when it was Byron's turn, he was in a dilemma. He knew Byron was not staying in the villa recently, but didn't know where to send him.. "Byron, do you want to go back to the manor or go somewhere else?" Ray turned to ask Byron, who was leaning against the backseat.

Byron's eyes were tightly shut. Other than feeling thirsty and his Adam's apple moving occasionally, there was no response. He was like a king from the shadows, his lethal claws hidden for now.

Ray looked around and realized that they were very close to Byron's Retro Apartment, so he asked the driver to drive them

When they arrived, Ray helped Byron upstairs. But the moment he turned on the lights and saw the apartment, he was shocked. If he didn't know that the entire building belonged to Byron, he would have thought he had come to the wrong place. The warm and cozy decor did not seem like Byron's style at all. Ray helped Byron to the sofa, then took the rabbit c** and placed it behind Byron. He almost laughed out loud. He thought, Who would have thought that Byron, the decisive and cold-blooded CEO of a company, would have a rabbit cu**n on the sofa at home? Ray was about to boldly take a photo as a memento when he heard a door open. When he turned around, he saw Marve coming out of her room for some water. Both of them were sturmed when they saw each other. "Ms. Reese?" Ray asked.

"Dr. George?" Maeve was taken aback. "Why are you here so late at night?"

was even more shocked than Maeve. "I should be the one asking you."

Ray did not believe that Maeve was Byron's maid. Now that he saw her here, he found that even more unbelievable. Furthermore, it had to be this one out of all the other apartment buildings. This retro building was a special place of Byron's that even the Mcdaniel family did not know. Ray's expression suddenly became meaningful. It seemed that he had found the source of Byron's bad mood.

At this moment, Maeve saw Byron on the sofa covering his eyes with his arm. She frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Mcdaniel?"

"We had a small gathering tonight and drank a little. Ray rolled his eyes. "Byron is not in a good mood and drank a lot. We can't persuade him no matter what"

Maeve opened her mouth. "Uh, is that so....

you being bullied in the restaurant." Ray frowned and-deliberately said, "You left in at hurry and didn't see

Maura and her partner? Was it because of me? No way. He saw me in the afternoon, but his expression was as cold as ice. He looked at me

He might even have a headache and vomit in the middle of the night. He wouldn't sleep well tonight. I've also drunk a lot. I must go home and sleep it off now. I'll leave Byron to you, Ms. Reese." Ray

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quite drunk. Thinking of what he said last night, her cheeks puffed up slightly. She did not intend to take good care of him as Ray had said. It had nothing to do with her that he was drunk. After all, she wasn't the one who got him drunk. Besides, she

a glass of water. Then, she returned to her room. She

her door opened again within ten

With a resigned expression, she helped Byron up and toward the master bedroom. She didn't feel sorry for him. She was just afraid that if she woke up at night to go to the bathroom and saw someone lying on the sofa, she would scare herself to death. That

move Byron back to the bed in the master bedroom. Just as she was about to stand up, at long arm ho***ed around her neck from behind

Maeve exclaimed. By the time she realized what was happening, she was already in Byron's arms. The faint

shoulder, his warm breath brushing the side of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Her breathing grew a little unsteady. She reached

eve grabbed his arm and shouted angrily, "Let me go. You're

scolded I in a low voice. The pain in his temples made him lose his patience. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the soft body in his arms. It was as if he wanted them to become one. His arms were steel-like and his legs pinned her slender ones down. Sh She couldn't

breathe. At the same time, her

suspected that he was taking advantage of her on purpose. She took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Mcdaniel, I'll get a towel to

"No." The