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

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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to you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a come.

choked on the half-swallowed

voice, "I told you, I

you! If it weren't for the fact that you're still

her

from the Chatterly family may be his last chance." Alexis' tone was cold. "You

a sigh of

did not think that Alexis was

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

The following noon arrived.

led

navy traditional clothes, Charles was practicing painting

Maeve greeted him with a

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

hesitated for a

the side of the desk, picked up the

an hour passed, and Charles did not

ache, but she kept her expression calm and

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

was

nearly impossible to tell what it was supposed to

of this painting?" Charles straightened up and

before responding tactfully, "Your style is

of an abstract master

as he stroked his beard. 'Is that a compliment or an

prefer the truth

a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside

09:07

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way to the coffee

he began to order Maeve

make me a pot of coffee," Charles said leisurely. "Let it steep for exactly six minutes, no more, no less, or

making

Maeve had no intention of demanding

help to save Gilbert's life, and she was prepared

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

modest background. How did your

"I picked it up on