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

the thought quickly faded as her body's weakness took over. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate and began

see who it was, the chocolate was slapped

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

on the half-swallowed

in a hoarse voice, "I

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

her

his last chance." Alexis' tone was cold. "You saved Mr. Chatterly before, and they owe you a favor. If you ask for help, they will definitely help

a sigh of

Alexis was taking advantage

contrary, as long as she could help

The following noon arrived.

was led into the study

Charles was practicing

greeted him with a

answer her. He continued to examine his work and

a second

the desk, picked up the watercolors, and got to

passed, and Charles did

wrist began to ache, but she kept her expression calm and composed, maintaining a steady rhythm

glance at Charles's painting, and a

was highly

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

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

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

the level of an

he stroked his beard. 'Is that a compliment

the truth

out a dissatisfied grunt. He casually tossed aside the brush

09:07

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way to the

he began to order

leisurely. "Let it steep for exactly six minutes,

clearly making things difficult for

had no intention of demanding

life, and she was prepared to be as

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 glint flickered in

did your parents

picked it up on my