The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 245

"Well?" Byron lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze directly.

Maeve steeled herself and boldly said, I came to find that somewhat silly girl. I feared you wouldn't let me in, so I dressed a little. Is that so wrong?"

Byron sized her up. "You call this a little bit of dressing up?"

Her face was caked with makeup, and her features were so altered that there was hardly a trace of her original self. She resembled a flat painting with no distinct characteristics. Perhaps he should also compliment her on her skillful artistry. Maeve held her head high and stayed silent.

"What do you want with her?" Byron asked again.

Maeve bit her lip and remained silent. He was convinced she was responsible for hurting Gilbert, and if he knew her true intentions for being there, he would likely chase her out on the spot.

"Not going to say anything?" Byron narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Should I have someone chase you out right now?"

"Don't!" Maeve quickly grabbed his arm, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. "Daddy, can I come in?" A soft yet composed child's voice came from outside.

Maeve was overjoyed as she whispered urgently to Byron, "Your son is here! Hurry up and let me go!"

Byron glanced at her and then casually said, "Come in.

Maeve froze, her eyes wide with disbelief. She thought, Is he out of his mind? Doesn't he care about being misunderstood by his son?'

Will pushed the door open and, seeing Byron leaning against the corner of the sofa awkwardly, asked curiously, "Daddy, are you not feeling well?"

shooting Byron desperate looks, silently urging him not to do anything reckless. She thought, "If his son sees us, what will that make us? Caught in the act of cheating? He

Will in a low voice, I might have a cold. You can say what you need from there; there's no need to

want to spread

I want to talk to you about some things between men,"

Will addressed himself as a man at

Pursuing one's career should be a lifelong goal, and dhe must strive with all their might to achieve it," Will said slowly. While subtly adjusting Mueve's skirt, Byron replied, "That's true I'm delighted to

his sons, yes her child, Theo, along with the one she had yet to give birth to, faced his strong rejection, even to the point of pressuring her to terminate the pregnancy. In contrast, Lynn's son received all his tenderness

Maeve felt resentment and even hatred toward Byron, she couldn't muster any dislike for the child whose voice she could only hear. Perhaps it was because

focus on their careers." Byron's brow twitched as he asked Will, "Alright, what exactly do you want

expression. Will concluded, 'Daddy, I believe that men who get married before

much buildup; he was setting a trap for him. Byron glanced

wondering if Byron intended

Byron hadn't finished speaking when his brows suddenly furrowed. Macve bit

down on her full lower

ears flush with embarrassment,

quietly standing. "As for the conditions

of disappointment crossing his fair face. He wondered, "Is Daddy still intended to marry Miss

have any other

round eyes reflecting an air of calm indifference as if he saw through everything. I'm going to meditate

was speechless about Will's

discipline, serious yet slightly old-fashioned. However, when he referred to Byron as a "donor," she had to pinch her thigh hard

laughter and

faded as she retorted,