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

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 it down. Halfway through, the

at the bright light. Before she could see who it

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you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a come. How do

choked on

retorted in a hoarse voice, "I told you, I didn't

the fact that you're still useful, I would've thrown

furrowed her brows.

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

heaved a sigh of

not think that Alexis

contrary, as long as she could help

The following noon arrived.

Maeve was led

was

greeted him with a polite smile. I'm sorry

He continued to examine his work and

a second before

to the side of the desk, picked

passed, and Charles did not

began to ache, but she kept her expression calm and composed, maintaining a steady rhythm as she prepared

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

was

nearly impossible to tell

what do you think of this painting?" Charles straightened up

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

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

mid-stroke as he stroked his beard.

the

He casually tossed aside the brush and walked around the desk

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his way to

began to order Maeve

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

was clearly making things

had no intention of

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

graceful and practiced motions. Her slender hands moved fluidly as if

a modest background. How did your

lightly. "I picked it up on my