The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 215

With no change in his expression, Will deleted Theo from his friends list in the game and instructed the driver, "Let's go

home."

"Alright, Mr. Mcdaniel." The driver responded.

At the fashion show, Maeve sat in the middle, as the judge with the most weighted votes, and chatted casually with the other judges The others did not look down on her just because she was young, either.

A woman who could be chosen as the chief designer of the royal family at this age was definitely not to be underestimated.

After the show ended, Maeve was immediately surrounded by a group of beautiful girls,

"Ms. MR, I really like your designs, especially the celebratory dress you designed for the queen. I can only dream of having

it

"Me too, me too! Our school's design teacher even used this as an example in our lecture. He said that you're a rare designer and asked us to learn from you." talented

"Have you considered taking on private orders in the future? I have a red carpet to walk next month, and I want to ask you for help.

"Me, me, me! I also have an award ceremony to attend."

Maeve had a faint smile on his face. "I don't have such plans at the moment. If I do, I'll inform everyone. Thank you liking my work."

for

Most of the geniuses in the fashion world had more personality. They were commonly known as arrogant people who looked up to everyone. Especially to those outside of the industry.

As such, the girls present couldn't resist a gentle person like Maeve.

After a while, Maeve was starting to feel suffocated by the surging wave of people around her.

What a sweet burden.

"Ms. Reese, the dinner is about to begin. Shall we go over together?" The judge who Maeve had been talking to earlier called our to her. "T

just upstairs, and isn't far."

Maeve nodded with difficulty. "Alright, I'm coming."

It was not easy

and she didn't even know which overenthusiastic fan had pressed their lips to her arm, leaving a lipstick mark. As Maeve got

Socialites and celebrities are usually very aloof but this is

"Maybe it's easier

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another important guest is coming later. He's the organizer and investor of this fashion show. I'll introduce

you in advance," Maeve

the elevator and followed the water

that group of girls would

handsome man, but I'm not even

taken their seats

upward into a smile. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a chill. It almost felt as if she had been targeted by a beast, and her entire

her urged her to sit down that she suppressed her

sorry I'm late." A gentle and clear voice sounded

her head and happened to meet Alex's clear gaze. She was

"Alex?"

Marvel

looked at each other and smiled, their

Maeve left early. Not long after, Alex followed

things I couldn't ask you," Alex looked at Maeve as he spoke. His gaze was as gentle as ever. "Maeve, how have you been these few years?" Maeve's bright eyes curved upward. "I'm fine. How about

smiling as he swallowed back the urge to tell her that he had missed

seemed to warm up to each other

he went to get his car, offering to drive her back

corner of her eye, she saw a low-key and luxurious black Bentley parked not far away. There was a slender and lazy figure leaning against the front of the car, the tips of his fingers red The thin smoke rising from the cigarette blurred his deep face, making him look a little unreal under the

the smoke, Maeve could feel his

a distance, the coldness in those

familiar coldness spread throughout

rooted to the spot,

that they would meet so suddenly like

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glanced over, but he quickly retracted his gaze and slowly extinguished the

sorry to keep you

lady ran

the strap of her bag and lowered his eyes. Then, she continued walking forward as if

Maeve knew that even her fingers were

a sudden, her

her phone and saw that it was a distress message from Theo, [Mommy, save me! I'm on the west side of the parking lot. A bad man is chasing me!] "What?" Maeve

turned around and ran towards the

disappeared into the distance, Byron's thin eyelids narrowed slightly. He quietly pushed

lean into his