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

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 suddenly flung

bright light. Before she could see who it was, the

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

choked on the

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

the fact that you're still useful,

furrowed 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 help, they

a sigh of

think that Alexis was taking advantage of

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

The following noon arrived.

Chatterly residence, Maeve was led into the study on

was practicing painting

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

his work and said casually, "Come and help me

a second before

desk, picked up

and Charles did not say

her expression calm and composed, maintaining a steady rhythm as she

and a trace of surprise flashed

painting was

making it nearly impossible to tell what it was supposed

you think of this painting?" Charles straightened up and

tactfully, "Your

on the level of an

stroked his beard. 'Is that a compliment

the truth or a

dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed

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to

he began to order Maeve

pot of coffee," Charles said leisurely. "Let it steep for exactly six minutes, no more, no

making

intention of

help to save Gilbert's life, and she was

and practiced motions. Her slender hands

come from a modest background. How did your parents manage to teach you

"I picked