The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 197

Unfortunately, those who needed his medical expertise dared not challenge him. They could only butter him up.

But clearly. Byron was not the type to go soft.

"Find out who he has offended recently, stir the pot, and force him back to the country. Byron smirked coldly. "Those guys in the Secret Sect have been idle long enough. It's time they got little exercise." Archer could not help breaking into a cold sweat.

a

After so many years, Byron was finally unleashing those madmen.

He hoped that Jaylen had some thick skin and could take a hit.

The storage room on the third floor of the Mcdaniel residence was dim. Only a faint light shone through a window.

Maeve had been locked in here for three days. At first, someone would bring her water and food. But suddenly, that stopped last night.

The room was chilly at night, and nothing in the storage room could keep her warm. Maeve curled herself up as tightly as possible, trying to conserve some body heat. However, it was futile.

After a full day with no food, her blood sugar had plummeted, and her stomach issues were flaring up. Her head spun. her breathing grew shallow.

She could even feel a dull ache throbbing in her lower abdomen.

Maeve bit her lip. If this went on, she might lose her baby, even if her body could take it.

"Knock, knock."

Suddenly, there was a faint knock on the door.

Maeve looked up and saw pieces of chocolate being slipped in under the door..

They piled up in a small heap.

Surprise flashed across her eyes. She wondered who it could be

Maeve forced herself up and walked to the door. She then tapped on the door. "Thank you."

"Hehe. Came a little giggle from outside.

Maeve thought the voice sounded familiar. It must be that silly little girl.

So it was her.

She wondered how the girl knew she was being held here.

and

unwrapped a piece

see who it

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"Thanks to you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a come. How do you

on the half-swallowed

her fists tightly and retorted in a hoarse voice, "I told you, I didn't hurt Mr. Mcdaniel.

would believe you! If it weren't for the fact that you're still

furrowed her

is in a critical condition. Byron said that miracle doctor from the Chatterly family may be his last chance." Alexis' tone was cold. "You saved Mr. Chatterly before, and they owe you a favor.

a sigh

think that Alexis

she could help Gilbert, she'd be

The following noon arrived.

led into the study

Charles was practicing painting at his

greeted him with a polite smile. I'm sorry

his work and said casually, "Come and help

a second before

walked to the side of the desk, picked up the

and Charles did not

ache, but she kept her expression calm and composed, maintaining a steady

glance at Charles's painting, and

painting was

paper, making it nearly impossible to tell what it was

of this painting?" Charles straightened up and

before responding tactfully, "Your style is quite unique." "In what

level of an abstract master in the watercolor wash

he stroked his beard. 'Is that

prefer the truth

this, Charles let out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside the brush

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to the coffee

began to

"Let it

was clearly making things difficult for

had no intention of demanding

to ask for help to save Gilbert's life,

then began preparing the coffee with graceful and practiced motions. Her slender hands moved fluidly as if painting a picture themselves. A dark

did your parents manage

picked it up on my