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.

from him. After all, there were many new designers. She had

the top of the contact list and

could not believe he was the man in the basement. The reason was simple. If Byron were angry with her, he would only turn around and leave. He

have dialed is not

lips and sent him a message. [Where have you been these

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 but sigh. Even if Linds did not replace her with her current

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was

on the door.

see Lydia forcefully barging in, ignoring the bodyguards Alex had left to

don't you think you've done enough harm to my daughter?" Lydia glared at Maeve with bloodshot eyes. "You kidnapped her first and broke her nose bridge.

It was your daughter who kidnapped

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

in your hands, why didn't you hand it over to the police? Why did you kidnap me 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

fake gentle and vicious daughter. Could

she grabbed the vase from the table, hurling it toward Maeve. Before Maeve could raise her hand to block it, an arm intercepted the vase, diverting

Madam." Alex looked at Lydia coldly. "If you continue to make a scene like

IML"

Her expression changed, and she glared at Maeve. "Maeve, just you wait and see. Let's see

the kidnapper's words and the extremely realistic recording of the call, she suddenly felt a little uncertain. What other tricks does

deep in thought, she suddenly heard Alex's worried voice. "Maeve,

head at him. "No, she didn't. Thanks for your help. She didn't hurt

sigh of relief. That's good. I will have the bodyguards strengthen security here