Chapter 211

Earlier, the nurse took her first child to the next room for examination and hadn't returned them.

Jaylen heard the notification in his earpiece, and his expression subtly changed. He stated, "We don't have time, we need to leave now."

He took the surviving second child from the doctor and placed the baby into Marve's arms, his tone calm, "Think it through."

Maeve's eyes immediately welled up, her arms trembling as she held the baby. She wanted to hold tighter but couldn't bring herself to do so. She was torn between emotions. She hadn't even had a proper chance to see the baby who had passed away. How could she bear to leave him alone here?

But she had already lost one child; she couldn't afford to lose this one too.

Byron would not let them go.

With this in mind. Maeve steeled herself and said, "Let's go."

Jaylen nodded, bent down, and carried Maeve off the operating table, walking briskly toward the exit

They had just stepped into the elevator when Byron emerged from the adjacent elevator and his men quickly surrounded the entire floor.

Tthe doctors and nurses, who were trembling under the pressure, confessed everything they knew.

Upon hearing that Maeve had left just minutes earlier, Byron's cold aura intensified as he asked in a deep voice, "Where is the child?"

The doctor shivered and stammered, "Th-the child... The child was taken to the next room for examination and was just confirmed... to have passed away

As the last words left the doctor's mouth, he could distinctly feel the temperature drop even further in Byron's gaze.

It was as if the man standing before him was a terrifying figure straight out of hell, his aura freezing to the bone. "Take me there," Byron ordered, his face devoid of emotion. "Y-yes!" The doctor hurriedly led Byron to the room, where the deceased child lay on a small bed, eyes closed, completely still.

The surging anger in Byron's chest suddenly stalled, and his steps faltered for a few seconds before he slowly approached, only to see the pale, bluish face of the child. "Already... dead?" Byron thought, his fingertips trembling slightly as he hesitated.

He gently lifted the child from the bed, holding the baby as delicately as if it were something fragile.

When the tiny, almost weightless body settled into his arms, Byron's initial joy at becoming a father was quickly replaced by an uncontrollable wave of anger "Ch-

Suddenly, a faint whimper interrupted Byron.

He thought he had misheard, but when he looked down, he saw the child in his arms, with a bright red face, letting out a

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gentlest smile he could manage, he softly soothed, "Don't cry. From now on, Daddy will always be here. Nothing

shining brightly, and the garden was

fountain, dressed in a plaid shirt paired with denim overalls and a brown beret

his delicately sculpted, cherubic face looking so earnest that it was hard not to smile as

The elderly gardener chuckled as he saw the little one approach. "Careful or your

way, Mommy is the most beautiful and gentle girl in the

that were intended for the Queen and gave

as his big, grape-like eyes blinked rapidly "Th-that was just a gentle pat, an act of love... It wasn't really a

laughter, and the garden was filled with the sound of

asked, "So you're not in the front hall with your mommy? Are you planning to pick more of John's precious roses?" Theo shook his head and raised the notebook in his arms, saying sweetly, "Mommy is designing this year's royal uniforms so as her capable little assistant,

"You're so

Theo puffed out his little chest

to take good notes for your mommy and maybe she'll

Theo charmed everyone. His sweet talk and cute antics made it hard for anyone to let him go after he finished his

figure appeared at the garden's

coat, making her skin look even more radiant, like fine jade, her slender

face as small as a palm, with bright eyes and red lips, her every expression radiating

felt as though the garden's

glanced around and finally saw her son picking a flower, making one

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disappeared.

if the little guy were a bit older. Maeve was at a loss for words as she thought, I'm not

and settle your

the way, think carefully about my earlier proposal. If you agree to stay, you'll become the next royal chief designer. You'd be the first person under thirty to hold that position." Maeve's smile faded slightly, her gaze becoming more complicated as she replied, "I appreciate the queen's kindness, but

that mean you'll come back?"

thought for a moment, "Maybe. I can't guarantee when

waiting for you. After all, both the Queen and Prince Loren admire you so much." Maeve also smiled,

didn't know anyone, and her previous identity and qualifications couldn't be used, making it difficult for her to find a

who recommended her to the palace's chief designer. After a series

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