The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 142

Maeve looked at herself in the mirror. Perhaps because of her delicate skin, the narrow, one-finger-long crimson scar appeared particularly striking on her right cheek. It was like a crack in a fine gemstone, adding a sense of fragility.

Although the wound was not severe, it still looked rather frightening at first glance. It was Maeve's first time seeing herself like this, so she curiously inspected her reflection. She even brushed aside the strands of hair on her forehead to touch the bandaged wound. Previously, when people praised my looks, I didn't really feel it, but with this scar, I finally realize I'm quite beautiful," Maeve said. Bonnie and Alex, who had been worried about her, could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

"You've always been beautiful, a stunner, Bonnie exclaimed. "What misunderstanding do you have about yourself? Even if your face was covered in mud, you're still the most beautifull Bonnie said.

Maeve was amused. Tm going to get arrogant if you continue," she said.

Tm telling the truth, Bonnie said.

After dinner, Maeve had to rest. Alex gently reminded her to take care of herself before leaving with Bonnie.

Maeve did not sleep. She picked up the phone on the table and hesitated a few seconds before calling Linds.

"Ms. Reese?" Linds sounded much more colder than previously. What's the matter?"

Fm sorry, Mr. Watson. I didn't mean to miss our appointment yesterday." Maeve briefly explained the situation. "I apologize for letting you down."

Linds sounded calm. "Since there's a reason, I don't blame you. However, I've already replaced you for the next designer interview because of your absence. Let's reconnect should another opportunity arise in the future."

The implication could not have been clearer. Maeve's fingers on the blanket clenched tightly, then let go weakly. "Alright, sorry to trouble you. See you next time," she said hoarsely.

When Maeve was locked up, she had prepared for the worst. Regardless of the cause of her absence, it had occurred and was irreversible. It was reasonable for Linds to replace her.

all, there were many

at the top of the contact list

Byron were angry with her, he would only turn around and leave. He would not attack her, let alone kick her. But the voice she heard.... Maeve could not figure it out. She directly

have

pursed her lips and sent him a

sending the message, she put down her phone and covered her head with the blanket to calm down. However, remembering the wound on her face, she quickly pulled the blanket down. She gently placed her finger near the wound. It still hurt a little. Maeve could not help

Chapter 142

Maeve was jolted

someone pounding on the door. Rubbing her eyes, she

see Lydia forcefully barging in, ignoring the bodyguards Alex

at Maeve with bloodshot eyes. "You kidnapped her first and broke her nose bridge. I haven't even settled the score with you yet, but you actually have the cheek to call the police

sharp scolding. Her expression turned cold. "Mrs. Booth, let's get something straight. It was your daughter who kidnapped

we have witnesses and evidence proving you planned the last kidnapping. If the police investigate further, let's see who ends

and force me into a confession?" Macve asked. "Are you afraid that the evidence is too fake and the police won't believe you?" "You... I really

didn't marry your fake gentle

could raise her hand to block it, an arm intercepted the vase, diverting its path as it

Lydia coldly. "If you continue to make a scene like this, I'm calling

IML"

Maeve. "Maeve, just you

lips. Thinking of the kidnapper's words and the extremely realistic recording of the call, she suddenly felt a little uncertain. What other tricks does the Booth family have up their sleeves? Also, why are Karen and Mrs. Booth so sure that she was the one who

worried voice. "Maeve, are you alright? Did she hurt

and shook her head at him. "No, she

will have the