The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 136

"Young lady, what's your name!" Mr. Chatterly asked.

"Maeve Reese."

"Maeve, thank you for saving my life." Mr. Chatterly clasped Mage's hands tightly and bowed to her.

The people around them looked in disbelief.

Maeve held Charles hands tightly. He looked fragile, and she was afraid that he might fall.

"Sir, you don't have to do this. I just did what I should do. It's no big deal."

In her university days, Maeve was a volunteer at a nursing home. She had encountered similar situations, so she dared to help.

Because she knew that if she missed the golden window, the consequences would be irreversible.

Hearing her say this, Charles felt that it was very rare for people to help others these days. He thought, just did what I

should do?

So many people were around, but no one dared to step forward to help him. They all stood far away.

These people usually showed respect for Charles, but at the critical moment, he was no big deal to them.

On the other hand, only Maeve was willing to step

forward.

Charles's admiration for Maeve increased. He look out a gold-plated business card and handed it to her. "Maeve, if you need anything in the future, just come to me for help. Don't stand on ceremony with me."

Maeve wanted to refuse, but Charles stuffed the card into her palm with the excuse that she should not refuse an elderly. Soon, the ambulance arrived. The assistant helped Charles leave the banquet hall onto the ambulance. They went to the hospital where Charles had a checkup,

The way the other guests looked at Maeve changed.

"If I had known that Mr. Chatterly was just choking, I would have gone up. The Chatterly family rarely gives out gold business cards, right?"

business card, you can ask them for anything. You can even ask for

lady come from? She was really good just

family, The gown she's wearing is a limited

not reach Maeve's ears. However, Byron heard

sigh. "If

was critical just now It looked like a

one dared to step forward, afraid that

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not worried about that. Even if she did, she might still

had never seen Maeve like that. She was like a thorny rose under the light, soft but firm, and had the power to protect herself. It was the complete opposite of her usual soft and

Byron's eyes as the tip of his tongue slowly swept across the roof of his mouth. He was

the guests praising Maeve. She gritted her

trap. If Karen was lucky, Byron would get to know

thought, 'Didn't she just pat on Mr. Chatterly's back? Everyone

about?

know about this. She received a message from Alex, asking

to the other side

was wearing a dark purple suit. When Alex saw Maeve coming over, he immediately introduced Maeve to the woman! "Maeve, this is

the country. Its founder had some connections with the royal family of a country, so

surprised and said humbly,

Maeve with a smile. "Hello, Ms. Reese. Your design at the last exhibition was indeed dazzling. Your

difference between fashion directors

would only say, "Damn,

could grasp the essence

Maeve, her cheeks turned slightly red. "You flatter me. I still have

the happiest when their work

humble." Linds' tone changed. "Will you be willing to do an interview

Style was the lifelong dream

I will be honored." Maeve's eyes were bright. She

smiled. "Let's hope our cooperation is a

"Yes!"

Linds left, Maeve's gaze accidentally caught Alex's smiling eyes. Her level of excitement suddenly went