Chapter 118

"Leave it for now," Byron said in a serious voice, pressing the spot between his eyebrows. "Have you found Neville's whereabouts?"

Archer lowered his head and said, "The lead was lost somewhere around the halfway point up the mountain. We he likely took advantage to flee abroad during this time."

Byron sneered. "If that's the case, he won't hide at Lashton Sanatorium."

"Yes. I'll get someone to keep investigating."

After coming out of Mcdaniel Group, Maeve stood by the roadside and took in the cold wind. It was only then that the chaos in her mind was dispersed.

She recalled seeing Byron sitting in that luxurious office with a calm and noble demeanor, suddenly finding it amusing.

She thought, 'How come he could be so at ease and calm when he pretended to be a driver back then? Was he afraid I'd go after his assets once I knew his real identity? Or was he worried I'd refuse to get out of his hair and get a divorce? Maybe both reasons apply Maeve took a deep breath. The bone-chilling wind entered her lungs, causing her to cough a few times.

She left and took a taxi to go view rental properties.

Although Bonnie said Maeve could stay at her place indefinitely, Maeve did not like being a burden. She reckoned it was better to find a house and move out as soon as possible.

Early the next morning, Maeve brought the documents and contract to the top floor of Mcdaniel Group..

As expected, she was ignored again.

It was the same for the next few days.

The female secretary who previously received Maeve became familiar with her. When she saw her coming over to wait again today, she privately told Maeve, "I heard yesterday that Mr. Mcdaniel has already accepted Bert's invitation. If you keep waiting, it might not lead to anything."

Maeve's eyes revealed her disappointment upon hearing the news. She couldn't help but think that she hadn't even had a chance to see Byren in the past few days, let alone persuade him. Waiting around like this felt like a complete waste of time to her, Her phone suddenly rang.

Maeve answered the call and said, "Ms. Mason, I was just about to call you. We might not be able to secure Mr. Mcdaniel's project..."

"Forget about that for now then, Leah said. "Hurry back to the company. A distinguished guest specifically requested to see

to be here within half an

you.

puzzled for a moment

for telling me about this. I still have something on,

said, Maeve quickly walked into

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Chapter 118

Maeve left on the table, she picked them up

deep and clear voice

out of the conference room at some point. His gaze swept

the slender figure that had kept sitting there drinkingcoffee and having snacks, his expression suddenly turned

the female secretary said, cowering as she pointed at the elevator timidly.

squinted. "Where

and forgot to take these

lingered on the documents for a few seconds. He turned his head and gestured for

Mcdaniel, there's an international meeting in fifteen minutes. The progress on the spa resort

the year approached, the pile of official duties grew, and there

truly had no time to spare for the trivial matter of customizing

documents on the corner of the desk were knocked to

down his

folder contained design drafts with a distinctive and mature style in black and white as well as color. There were explanatory notes at

right corner of every page which was made of the letters "MR"

the documents on top of the files he was working

been so damn confident in the office that day, so sure she wouldn't be outshined by those famous design

kill time, she'd cranked out at least ten design sketches already. Sure, they were still in the early stages, but the creativity

lips curled up slightly. When he flipped to the last page, a small card that was accidentally sandwiched in the gap

featured a drawing of

man stood in front of a silver Christmas tree, holding a coffee cup with a relaxed and faint smile. His profile was bathed in

carefully for a moment.

this me? Did

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