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

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 it down. Halfway through, the door of the storage room

she could see who it

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voice was dripping with contempt. "Thanks to you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a come.

on

voice, "I told

it weren't for the fact that you're still useful, I would've thrown you in jail

her brows.

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. If you ask for

a

that Alexis was taking advantage of

as she could help Gilbert, she'd be

The following noon arrived.

led into the

navy traditional clothes, Charles was practicing painting at

Mr. Chatterly Maeve greeted him with a polite smile. I'm sorry to

examine his work and said casually, "Come and help me

for a second before

of the desk, picked

hour passed, and Charles did not

expression calm and composed, maintaining a steady rhythm as she

painting, and a trace of surprise flashed across

painting was highly

nearly impossible to tell

this painting?" Charles straightened up and

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

the level of an abstract master in the watercolor wash painting

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

prefer the truth or

let out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside

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to

to order Maeve

said leisurely. "Let it steep for exactly six minutes, no more,

clearly making things

intention of demanding anything

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

her gaze and picked up the ingredients on the table. She then began preparing the coffee with graceful and practiced motions. Her slender hands moved fluidly as if painting

a modest background. How did

lightly. "I picked