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

a piece

the bright light. Before she could see who

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the nerve treat, Alexis's voice was dripping with contempt. "Thanks to you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a come. How do you even get

choked on the half-swallowed

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

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

furrowed her brows.

the Chatterly family may be his last chance." Alexis' tone was cold. "You saved Mr. Chatterly before, and they owe you a favor.

a sigh

did not think that Alexis was taking

as long as she could help Gilbert, she'd

The following noon arrived.

was led into the study

traditional clothes, Charles was practicing painting at

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

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

hesitated for a second before

of the desk,

hour passed, and Charles

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

painting, and a trace of surprise flashed across

was

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

do you think of this painting?" Charles straightened

briefly before responding tactfully, "Your style is

level of an abstract master in the watercolor wash painting

hand paused mid-stroke as he stroked his beard.

prefer the truth or

Charles let out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside the

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way to the coffee

began to order Maeve

"Let it steep for exactly six minutes, no more, no less, or

clearly making things difficult

intention of demanding

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

picked up the ingredients on the table. She then began preparing the coffee with graceful and practiced motions. Her slender hands

did your parents manage to teach you

"I picked it up