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

across Maeve's mind. But the thought quickly faded as her body's weakness took over. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate and began to gulp

she could see who

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

choked on the

voice, "I told

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

furrowed her

Byron said that miracle doctor from the Chatterly family may be his last chance." Alexis' tone was cold. "You saved Mr.

a sigh of

not think that Alexis

she could help Gilbert, she'd

The following noon arrived.

Chatterly residence, Maeve was led into the study

clothes, Charles was

with a polite smile.

to examine his work and said casually, "Come

hesitated for a second before

the desk, picked up the watercolors, and

an hour passed, and Charles did not

she kept her expression calm and composed,

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

painting was

paper, making it nearly impossible to

you think of this painting?" Charles

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

an abstract master

as he stroked his

the truth

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

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way to the coffee

began to order

pot of coffee," Charles said leisurely. "Let it steep for exactly six minutes, no more,

was clearly making things difficult for

no intention of demanding

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

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

heard you come from a modest background. How did

picked it up