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

mind. But the thought quickly faded as her body's weakness took over. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate and began to gulp it down. Halfway through, the door of the

the bright light. Before she could see who it was, the

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

choked on the half-swallowed

and retorted in a hoarse 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 would've thrown

her brows.

last chance." Alexis' tone was cold. "You saved Mr. Chatterly before,

a sigh

that Alexis was taking advantage of

could help Gilbert, she'd be

The following noon arrived.

residence, Maeve was led into the study on the

was practicing painting

greeted him with a polite

her. He continued to examine his work and said casually, "Come and help

for a

desk, picked up the watercolors, and got

hour passed, and Charles did not

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

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

painting was

it nearly impossible to tell

this painting?" Charles straightened

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

of an abstract master

hand paused mid-stroke as he stroked his beard. 'Is that a compliment or

you prefer the

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

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way to

to order

me a pot of coffee," Charles said leisurely. "Let it steep for

clearly making things

no intention of demanding anything

save Gilbert's life, and she

began preparing the coffee with graceful and practiced motions. Her slender hands moved fluidly as if painting a picture themselves. A dark glint flickered in Charles'

How did your parents manage to teach you the art

smiled lightly. "I picked it up on