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

weakness took over. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate and began to gulp it

at the bright light. Before she could see who it was, the chocolate was slapped out of

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

on the

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

as if anyone would believe you! If it weren't for the fact that you're still useful, I

furrowed her

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 help, they will

a sigh

think that Alexis

the contrary, as long as she could help Gilbert, she'd be more

The following noon arrived.

Maeve was led into the study

clothes, Charles was practicing painting at his

Maeve greeted him with

work and said casually, "Come and

for a second before nodding.

the desk,

passed, and Charles did not say

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

at Charles's painting, and a trace of surprise

painting was

paper, making it nearly impossible to tell what it was supposed to

do you think of this painting?" Charles straightened

tactfully, "Your style is quite unique."

it's on the level of an abstract master in the watercolor wash painting

he stroked his beard. 'Is that a compliment or an

the truth

let out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually

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way to the coffee

he began to order Maeve

"Let it steep for exactly six minutes, no more, no less, or I won't

making things difficult

intention of demanding anything

for help to save Gilbert's life, and

and practiced motions. Her slender hands moved fluidly as if painting a

come from a modest background. How did your parents manage

lightly. "I picked it up