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.

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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

as her body's weakness took over. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate and began

the bright light. Before she could see who it

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treat, Alexis's voice was dripping with contempt. "Thanks to you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a come. How do you even

on the half-swallowed

hoarse voice, "I told you, I didn't hurt Mr.

anyone would believe you! If it weren't for the fact

furrowed her brows.

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. If you ask for

heaved a

not think that Alexis was

could help Gilbert, she'd be

The following noon arrived.

Maeve was led into the study on the

clothes, Charles was practicing painting at his

with a polite smile.

He continued to examine his work and said casually,

for a second before

desk,

an hour passed, and Charles did not say

she kept her expression calm

a glance at Charles's painting, and a trace of surprise flashed across her

painting was highly

the paper, making it nearly impossible to tell what

this painting?" Charles straightened up

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

it's on the level of an abstract master in the

hand paused mid-stroke as he stroked his beard. 'Is

you prefer the

Charles let out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside the brush and walked around the

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to the

to order Maeve

of coffee," Charles said leisurely. "Let it steep

clearly making things difficult for

had no intention of demanding anything in

was here to ask for help to save Gilbert's life, and she was prepared to be as

coffee with graceful and

heard you come from a modest background. How did your parents manage to teach you

smiled lightly. "I picked it up