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

flashed across Maeve's mind. But the thought quickly faded as her body's weakness took over. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate

the bright light. Before she could see who it

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Mr. Mcdaniel

choked on the

retorted in a hoarse voice, "I told you, I didn't

it weren't for the fact that you're

furrowed her

tone was cold. "You saved Mr. Chatterly before, and they owe you a favor. If you ask for help, they will

heaved a sigh

did not think that Alexis was taking

long as she could help

The following noon arrived.

led into the study on the

navy traditional clothes, Charles was practicing painting at his

Chatterly Maeve greeted him with

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

for a second before

side of the desk, picked up the

Charles did not

but she kept her expression calm

and a trace of surprise

was highly

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

of this painting?" Charles

"Your style is quite

it's on the level of an abstract master in the watercolor wash painting

he stroked his beard.

the

Charles let out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed

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his way to the

began to order Maeve

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

clearly making things difficult

intention of demanding anything in

was here to ask for help to save Gilbert's life, and she

and practiced motions.

come from a modest background. How did

smiled lightly. "I picked