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?"

not to do anything reckless. She thought, "If his son sees us, what will that make us? Caught in the act of cheating? He might not care, but I

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

want to spread germs, so he obediently stayed where he

I want to talk to you about

Will addressed himself as a man at

man, one must not only shoulder the responsibility of providing for the family but also harbor ambitions and ideals. 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

sons, yes her child, Theo, along with the one she had yet to give birth to, faced his

for the child whose voice she could only hear. Perhaps

their careers." Byron's brow twitched as he asked Will,

that men who get married before the age of forty are disrespecting their

so much buildup; he was setting a trap for him. Byron glanced at the indignant Maeve and replied

Will frowned, wondering if Byron intended

brows suddenly furrowed. Macve bit down on his palm,

on her full

her ears flush

for the conditions mentioned, Daddy has already met them." His current

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

you have any other questions?"

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

speechless about Will's

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

laughter and asked casually, "Is

smile faded as she retorted, "He's