Chapter 147

This kind of private specialization was impossible to buy through any means, especially Byron.

Maeve wanted to ask something, but she swallowed the question when she remembered what she had said in the hospital. last time. Without solid evidence, Byron would only believe Karen, not her. Thinking of this, the spark of joy in Maeve's heart instantly diminished. She lowered her eyes and followed Byron, but her thoughts were elsewhere.

Suddenly, a butler's greeting pulled Maeve back to reality. The villa was quiet. Only the old butler in a black suit, bow tie, and pocket watch was waiting at the door. Maeve was slightly surprised. Byron sensed this and raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong?

"It's..." Maeve leaned closer to him and whispered back, "A villa this big usually has two butlers and at least ten maids in a row. When you leave the car, they should bow down to welcome you with a smile."

As Maeve spoke, she secretly glanced at the butler with a kind smile, "Then, when the butler sees that you brought a woman back, he will say something like, 'Sir, you've never brought a woman home before! Or, Sir, I've never seen you so happy!" Something like that." Byron's lips twitched hearing that. Meanwhile, the butler's face looked tense. When he took the final exam at the Butler Academy, he never had to say those lines. Thinking of this, he thought his career was over.

"You need to watch fewer television dramas. Show some class, will you?" There was a hint of helplessness in Byron's voice. "Thinking about the noise they'd make every time I get home makes me exhausted." He preferred to have peace of mind. when he got home. Maeve understood what he meant. But hearing Byron's response, she was still shocked. "You're saying you only have one butler to look after this house?"

"Mr. McDaniel likes peace. He doesn't like visitors unless it is an urgent matter. You can rest assured you won't see an outsider here," the butler explained. Maeve nodded. "What? So he can do illegal things?

Byron's thin lips suddenly smiled. "As for what you said about bringing a woman back, my mother and Karen live here. So, that kind of situation can never happen."

Maeve didn't know why Byron brought her to a place where Karen was. She thought he was lying, but there was no evidence. Is he planning to hang me from the ceiling to see how I will shine and illuminate their unparalleled love?

Maeve rolled her eyes and said childishly, "But you brought me to your house. What if she gets angry when she finds out? She has such a bad temper. If you got beaten up, my heart will ache!"

As soon as Maeve stopped talking, the butler almost laughed out loud. He thought Byron was carrying home a clown.

by Maeve's childise and did not notice the sarcasm in her

shock crawl from his heart to his limbs. He cleared his throat, and his already low voice

uncontrollable heat spread across her checke m 1

don't like to hear

grabbed her wrist and led her into, the elevator to the master bedroom on the third floor. Maeve's heart skipped a beat when he saw him removing his jacket and pulling down his tie with his fingers. "Why are you taking off your

Chapter 147

he trying to sleepayith me? Maeve was suddenly on guard. She turned

her onto the bog black bed behind him. Byron hugged

then sleep. Why are you hugging

can I sleep if you keep moving like this? Can't you

instantly calmed down. She froze in Byron's arms, not daring to move. She was afraid she would accidentally arouse his

breathing sound in her car. It was

'Did he get

was reopening the case to help Karen get off the

bit her lip, feeling extremely complicated. Should

you very much for your

I remember correctly, you like Byron

I've liked him since I was young. Karen

suitable person to be his wife, Jason said, "If it weren't for his grandpa insisting that Byron marry that woman, our families might have already gotten together. Thankfully,

McDaniel, what do you

and looked at her sharply. "With me backing you up,

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