The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 248

"Ms. Reese, you're overthinking it. My only enemy is Byron," Neville replied, his tone laced with a hint of sarcasm. "On this point, we should be on par.

Maeve pondered momentarily before replying. I need to see the antidote first; otherwise, there's nothing to discuss."

Neville chuckled as expected and said, "I'm currently parked downstairs at your studio in a silver-gray Bugatti

As soon as he said that, Maeve felt her defenses strengthen. She feared he had anticipated that she wouldn't be able to resist the temptation.

After receiving the antidote. Maeve sent Byron a message: [We need to meet.]

Ten minutes later, a black Spyker pulled up outside the studio. After Maeve got into the car, it drove away. "What do you need to talk to me about?" Byron asked, his expression indifferent, hinting at a subtle detachment.

Maeve retalled storming into the Mcdaniel Group and scolding him without a second thought last time, feeling a twinge of guilt. After taking a moment to gather her thoughts, she said, "Mr. Mcdaniel has been in a coma, possibly due to the poisonous magic. Ive obtained the corresponding antidote from someone and wanted to discuss it with you...

"Someone?" Byron turned to look at her, a hint of sarcasm glimmering in his deep eyes. "Isn't it Neville who provided you

with that?"

"How do you know that?" Maeve exclaimed, her heart racing. "Are you spying on me?"

Byron didn't answer but instead asked, "He gave you the antidote and sent you to me to administer it to my grandpa?"

Maeve sensed that his tone was off and furrowed her delicate brows slightly. "He told me to give it to your grandpa, but I wanted to let you know first...

be concerned. Besides, with you and Neville both having questionable intentions and a checkered past, why should I trust you? What a joke." The words "checkered past struck a painful chord in Maeve's heart. Although she had long known he didn't trust her, hearing it directly still brought an

don't want you to hand the medicine over to Mr. Mcdaniel, but isn't it better to at least have some direction?" She thought, Isn't it

lips curled as he asked, "What has Neville given you to make you assist

you mean by

you helped my mother after accepting her offer, and now you're doing the same for Neville." Byron slowly adjusted his cufflinks, his tone laced with sarcasm. "Do you think

offer and didn't come to you to help Neville! Why do you insist on

chewed on the word scoffed "Maeve Reese, you're still so good

he interrupted her coldly, "Get out. I don't want to

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gave a bleak smile. "Fine, I'll take this as my

didn't harm Mr. Gilbert? Why would you intentionally say something to upset her?" He thought. If it hadn't been for Mr. Mcdaniel taking all the responsibility back then, it would have been uncertain whether Ms. Reese could even get out of detention. So why would he say such things in front of

he

someone so oblivious and unreasonable, labeling her a schemer without even considering her explanations. Everything she did was viewed with suspicion as if she always

him? To get involved with someone as cold as an ice block? To be tangled up in he has a fancee and a child while still having an affair? Ugh! Who would want to get involved in such a mess! Maeve felt a situation

her how he could pin such accusations on her. Alexis had once attempted to bribe her with a card, but she had promptly turned it down. As for Neville, if he ever tempted her, it was hard

a wedding dress. The crewelwork embroidery

the door to remind her that she realized it was time to leave. Afterward, she drove to the supermarket to pick up

bring in the groceries? Maeve called out as

black cool-style uniform, rushed over. His pale face had a hint of color as he reached down to pick