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

her body's weakness took over. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate and began to gulp it down. Halfway through,

could see who it was, the chocolate

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dripping with contempt. "Thanks to you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a come. How do you even get an appetite

on the half-swallowed

hoarse voice, "I told you, I

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

furrowed her brows.

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 help, they will definitely help

a sigh

did not think that Alexis was

as long as she could help Gilbert, she'd be

The following noon arrived.

led

Charles was practicing painting at his

Chatterly Maeve greeted him with a

answer her. He continued to examine his work and said casually, "Come and help me prepare the

hesitated for a

desk, picked up the

Charles did not say

her expression calm and

and a trace of surprise flashed across her

painting was

the paper, making it nearly impossible to tell what

you think of this

tactfully, "Your

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

stroked his beard. 'Is that a compliment

you prefer the truth or

grunt. He casually tossed aside the brush and walked around the desk

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to

began to

coffee," Charles said leisurely. "Let it steep for exactly six

making things

had no intention of demanding anything in

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

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

did

"I picked it up