The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 168

In the Mcdaniel Group, the secretary panicked for a moment when she saw Maeve coming over. "Ms. Reese, Mr. Mcdaniel has something on now. Could you come over later?" "Is he busy?" Maeve asked curiously. "N-not really..." The secretary was hesitant.

Maeve's eyes curved up. "That's fine. He asked me to go in directly. He shouldn't blame me. Thank you for reminding me." The secretary sighed and watched her leave. She had tried her best.

In the office, Karen stood by the desk and cried pitifully, tears falling down endlessly. No man could help but feel pity for

her.

Byron did not even look up. The piles of documents were getting thinner with his enormous efficiency.

Karen, who had been crying for almost half an hour, felt kind of helpless as if she was winking at a blind person.

"Byron, Finesse Bloom is a company that my father funded for me. I don't want to see it destroyed like this. Can you help me?" Karen begged weakly.

Byron signed the document swiftly and said indifferently, "Your father dotes on you very much."

Karen hurriedly nodded. "Yes, my father definitely doesn't want to see...

Byron interrupted her. "Now that he dotes on you so much, he probably won't fuss over such a small matter."

Karen choked and her tears fell even more miserably. "Can't you just help me? As long as I have your words, Finesse Bloom can get through this difficult time...

Byron

"1,

paused slightly. "After you came out of the basement, did you apologize to Maeve?"

have I been locked up by you for so long, right?" Karen bit her lips. "I know my mistake now."

"Then you didn't." Byron's eyelids lifted slightly as he looked at her coldly. "What identity are you using to ask me for help now? My secretary, or Patrick Booth's daughter?" Before Karen could answer, Byron added coldly, "No matter what your identity is, I don't think there's a need for me to offend my wife for you."

is your wife? And y even refused to help me just for that

lips curled up coldly. "You should know very well how much

came from the sensor door of

you

leaned against Byron and hooked her arms

was about to question her, Maeve walked over and looked at them in a

his eyes and said in a deep voice, "No matter

and she almost wanted

said softly, "I'm here to deliver the suit. I'll leave now.

time

the bag on the

cold and oppressive gaze landed

blacked out and fainted." Thinking of Maeve's expression just now, she felt a

you're not feeling well, you should rest at

the button for

had been struck by lightning. She looked at Byron in disbelief as he strode out without looking back. I'm fired? I am fired!' Karen's legs went weak. She accidentally tripped over the corner of the table and fell to the ground. In the elevator, Maeve pressed expressionlessly. However, just as the door was about to close, a chiseled hand reached out and blocked the door. forced the He walked in and fixed his gaze on Maeve's stunned face. "Maeve, why are you running "I didn't run." Maeve came back to her senses

Byron

the door open

disturb the two of you, about it. Don't misunderstand me, Maeve said calmly. "You don't have to explain

"I'm

Even en I

if Karen and I really kissed, it has nothing to do with you? Byron's eyes gradually

felt a stab in her heart. Her hands curled up in her sleeves and clenched so tightly to maintain her calm on the surface. It seemed that this was the only way to preserve the last bit of her self-esteem and make her seem less pitiful. "Yeah, I don't care." Upon hearing this answer, Byron suddenly felt suffocated. A sinister coldness seeped out from the

aura of destroying everything reached Maeve, he turned around with a

elevator doors closed

wall as her body slowly slid down. Finally, she squaued there, her

she was full of anticipation to share the joy of shooting to international fame with him. She also wanted

the joy and anticipation were like a cold slap to her face. She had won Karen. But Karen had