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

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 suddenly

squinted at the bright light. Before she could see who it was, the chocolate was slapped out

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

choked on the

voice, "I told you, I

weren't for the fact that you're

her brows.

chance." Alexis' tone was cold. "You saved Mr. Chatterly before, and they

a

Alexis was taking advantage

the contrary, as long as she could help Gilbert, she'd be more than

The following noon arrived.

residence, Maeve was led into the study on

traditional clothes, Charles was practicing painting at

Maeve greeted him with a polite smile. I'm

not answer her. He continued to examine his work and said casually, "Come and help me

hesitated for a

side of the desk, picked up the

hour passed, and Charles did

expression calm and composed, maintaining

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

painting was highly

paint danced wildly across the paper, making it nearly impossible to tell

you think of this painting?" Charles straightened up

briefly before responding tactfully, "Your

level of an abstract master

he stroked his beard. 'Is that a compliment

you prefer the truth

out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside the brush

09:07

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his way to the coffee

to order Maeve

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

making things difficult

intention of

to save Gilbert's life,

preparing the coffee with graceful and practiced motions. Her slender hands moved fluidly as if painting a picture themselves. A dark glint flickered in

a modest background. How did your

picked it up on