The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 303

Archer was about to walk into the CEO's office when a soft, pleasant voice suddenly called from behind her, "Ms. Bax, is Mr. Mcdaniel in?"

Archer nearly jumped at the unexpected voice. She turned around to see a woman walking towards her, wearing a light blue mermaid pencil skirt that hugged her figure perfectly. Her makeup was understated but elegant, and her graceful demeanor immediately suggested

a life of privilege.

'Why is she here? Such a beauty!' Archer thought, surprised. "Miss Malvis? Your trip's over?"

Serena nodded slightly. "It wasn't that exciting. I missed this place a bit, so I came back. Is Mr. Mcdaniel busy?"

"Follow me," Archer said, leading Serena to the CEO's office.

As soon as Serena saw Byron standing by the window, exuding calm and grace, a bright smile lit up her face. "Mr. Mcdaniel, long time no see."

Byron turned to look at Serena, a hint of surprise crossing his features. "Miss Malvis?"

"My trip ended early, so I plan to stay in Kleymond for a while. It'll also give me a chance to help Will with some counseling," Serena said with a playful wink. "You're not going to tell me I'm not welcome, are you?"

"Of course not." Byron walked over to the sofa and sat down, instructing Archer to bring in some coffee. Smiling lightly, he said, "If you need anything, feel free to reach out to Archer."

Serena rested her hand on her knee and teased, "Can't I contact you directly?"

Byron smiled but said nothing.

"How's Will been lately?" Serena switched topics smoothly. "Before I left, he seemed pretty stable. I was worried that once I was gone, his condition would worsen. But you know how it is-if I hadn't left, my dad would have dragged me back to marry someone I don't even know." "He's doing fine. You've done a lot."

"That's a relief. I've missed him, though. Would it be alright if I joined you when you go back later?" Serena asked with a smile.

Byron glanced at his watch, frowning slightly. "Not today. I've got other plans."

Serena playfully quipped, "What plans? Rushing home to be with your girlfriend?" She was joking, of course.

fiancée, Lynn Anderson had been revealed as a man in disguise. Serena had seen it all over the news. To her surprise, Byron

she sighed dramatically. "I see. Your girlfriend must be quite clingy. I guess I came at a bad time. I'll visit Will

sorted out your

"Why, are you planning to

Archer take you home in

She'd only been here ten minutes. "You usually work late. It's not the weekend. Are you rushing home for your girlfriend or just tired of me talking too much?" she teased again, flashing him a

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beautiful and charismatic, the kind of woman whose every move felt natural and alluring to both men and women.

Black Swan?

"A cake shop."

Byron clocked out of work. He had the driver make a detour to The Black Swan to pick up a pre-ordered cake before heading

Seeing the DNA test result the two little ones had brought her, her head was spinning.

her parents' biological daughter, given how cold and unfair they were. But bad parents weren't exactly uncommon. Still, she had never truly doubted it-until now. It turned out she wasn't their biological child after all. Worse, she'd

accept being unwanted and unloved by her parents because she wasn't their real daughter, but

smashed it to pieces, and then blamed me for not deserving it in the first place,'

the love!" Theo kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the couch, trying to squeeze

up to Maeve's side, silently offering his

pain, the joy of being loved and protected by her two sons filled her heart. "I'm fine. But when did you two find out about all this?" Will explained how they had investigated everything. "Dad knew too.

that had happened over twenty years

the apartment door beeped as it unlocked. Soon after, a tall, slender man in a sleek, black single-breasted

his face in Maeve's lap, wondering, 'Why does

silently positioned

Byron

living room, his gaze softening as he saw the three

Theo tighter. "You... you're

early," Byron replied casually, setting the cake box on

"Thanks, Dad. But I'm not a big fan of