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

unwrapped a piece of chocolate and began to gulp it down. Halfway through, the door of the storage

bright light. Before she could see who

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to you, Mr. Mcdaniel is

on the

tightly and retorted in a hoarse voice, "I told you, I

would believe you! If it weren't for the fact that you're still useful, I would've thrown

her brows.

Alexis' tone

a sigh of

did not think that Alexis was taking

as long as she could help Gilbert,

The following noon arrived.

was led

navy traditional clothes, Charles was practicing painting at his

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

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

a second before

walked to the side of the desk, picked up the watercolors, and got

passed, and Charles

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

stole a glance at Charles's painting, and

painting was highly

paper, making it nearly

of this painting?" Charles straightened up

"Your style is quite unique." "In what

an abstract master in

stroked his beard. 'Is

the truth or a

dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside the brush

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to the

he began to order

Charles said leisurely. "Let it

was clearly making

intention of demanding anything in

to save Gilbert's life, and she was prepared to be as humble as

table. She then 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'

a modest background. How did

lightly. "I picked it up