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

weakness took over. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate and began to gulp it down. Halfway through, the door of

who it was, the chocolate

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"Thanks to you, Mr. Mcdaniel

choked on the

clenched her fists tightly and retorted in a hoarse voice, "I told you, I didn't hurt

the fact that you're still useful,

her

Byron said that miracle doctor from the Chatterly family may be his last chance." Alexis' tone was cold. "You saved Mr. Chatterly before, and

a sigh of

not think that Alexis was taking

as she could help Gilbert, she'd be

The following noon arrived.

residence, Maeve was led into the study on

Charles was practicing painting at his

afternoon, Mr. Chatterly Maeve greeted him with a polite smile. I'm

answer her. He continued to examine his work and said casually, "Come and help

a second before nodding.

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

hour passed, and Charles did not say

but she kept her expression calm and composed, maintaining

at Charles's painting, and a trace

painting was

it nearly impossible to tell what it was supposed

think of this painting?" Charles straightened up and

tactfully, "Your style is quite unique." "In

an abstract master in the watercolor

he stroked his

you prefer the

out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside the brush and walked around

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way to the coffee

to

coffee," Charles said leisurely. "Let it

clearly making things difficult

had no intention

life, and she was

picked up the ingredients on the 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

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

"I picked it up on