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

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

see who it was, the

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you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a come. How do you even

choked on the

tightly and retorted in a hoarse voice, "I told you, I didn't hurt Mr. Mcdaniel.

would believe you! If it weren't for the fact

furrowed her

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

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did not think that Alexis was taking advantage

contrary, as long as she could help

The following noon arrived.

led into the study on the fifth

Charles was practicing

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

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

a second before

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

hour passed, and Charles did not

began to ache, but she kept her expression calm and composed, maintaining

a glance at Charles's painting, and a trace

was highly

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

do you think of this painting?" Charles straightened up and

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

of an abstract master in

hand paused mid-stroke as he stroked his beard. 'Is that

you prefer the truth or

He casually tossed aside the brush and walked around

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way to

began to order Maeve

Charles said leisurely. "Let it steep for exactly six

was clearly making things difficult

intention of demanding

to save Gilbert's life, and she

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

background. How did your parents

"I picked it up on