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

bright light. Before she could see who it was, the chocolate was

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was dripping with contempt. "Thanks to you, Mr. Mcdaniel is still in a

on the

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

weren't for the fact that you're still useful, I

her brows.

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

heaved a

Alexis was taking advantage of

the contrary, as long as she could help Gilbert,

The following noon arrived.

the Chatterly residence, Maeve was led into

navy traditional clothes, Charles was

him with a polite smile. I'm sorry to

did not answer her. He continued to examine his work and

for a

side of the desk, picked up the

and Charles

kept her expression calm

at Charles's painting, and a trace of

was

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

of this painting?" Charles straightened up

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

an abstract master in the

paused mid-stroke as he stroked his

the truth

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

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way to the

to order Maeve

Come make me a pot of coffee," Charles said leisurely. "Let it steep for exactly six minutes,

clearly making

intention of

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

with graceful and practiced motions. Her slender hands moved fluidly as if painting a picture themselves. A dark glint flickered in

a modest background. How did your parents manage to teach

"I picked it up