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.

all over the news. To her surprise, Byron didn't deny it. Instead, his

Your girlfriend must be quite clingy. I guess I came at a bad time. I'll

sorted out your

head. "Why, are you planning to come help me

have Archer take you home

"You usually work late. It's not the weekend. Are you rushing home

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was beautiful and charismatic, the kind of woman whose every move felt natural and alluring to both men and women. But Byron's expression didn't change. "The Black Swan closes at

Black Swan?

"A cake shop."

a detour to The Black Swan to pick

her, her head was

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 been stolen

and unloved by her parents because she wasn't their real daughter, but she couldn't wrap

cake. Instead, someone had snatched it away, smashed it to pieces, and then blamed me

shoes and climbed onto the couch,

who was a step slower, snuggled up to Maeve's side, silently offering

her pain, the joy of being loved and protected by her two sons filled her

was something that had happened over twenty years ågo. It shouldn't be discovered in such a short time. How has he figured

Soon after, a tall, slender

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

had accidentally let the password slip to their dad, silently positioned himself before Theo, saying a quick sorry in his

Byron

as he saw

tighter.

much going on at the office, so I left early," Byron replied casually, setting the cake box on

But I'm not