The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 324

"Wait, wait a moment, I'm coming Maeve's checks flushed red as she hurriedly tried to untangle her hair from the button of his shirt. But the more frantic she became, the less her fingers seemed to cooperate, and her scalp was pulled painfully. Byron furrowed his brow slightly and gently brushed her hands side. With his eyes lowered, he carefully untangled the strand of hair that was caught. Maeve dared not move, fearing she might disrupt his focus or hurt herself.

After a few minutes of silence, she finally couldn't resist asking, "Are you still not done?"

"Why are you rushing me?" Byron replied coldly, "Did I ask it to get tangled?"

Maeve fell silent immediately. She thought, I guess it's my fault after all!

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror, unable to suppress his confusion. He thought, 'Am I seeing this wrong? seems Mr. Mcdaniel is just playing with Ms. Reese's hair!

Byron's low voice finally broke the silence as the car approached the studio building, "All done."

Maeve heaved a heavy sigh of relief; it was finally over. If it had taken any longer, her neck would have been sore. She quickly straightened up and whispered her thanks to Byron.

Byron ignored her, his gaze fixed ahead as if he had reverted to treating her like she was invisible. Maeve bit her lip, feeling frustrated, and opened the door to exit. She had intended to say goodbye to him, but just as she steadied herself, the sleek Spyker accelerated away, leaving her behind.

Maeve stood there, her nose tingling once again. All she could do was repeatedly remind herself that there was no turning back and that she had to accept her choices.

Once inside the office, Paige handed Maeve the day's schedule. Ms. Reese, you have five appointments today. I've arranged two for the morning to avoid scheduling conflicts.

Maeve glanced through the schedule quickly and replied, "I got it. Thank you."

"There's one more thing. It seems our original fabric supplier has some complaints," Paige said, looking troubled. "We've already paid the deposit, but they keep delaying the shipment of the fabric."

her brows. "Is it because of the new fabric we used at the exhibition?" After the exhibition, that aquamarine netting fabric suddenly became a sensation on major platforms overnight. People were even offering

"Exactly. It seems the fabric supplier isn't fully committed to us and has been looking for other partners. Plus, they seem interested in the

would halt if the fabric issue weren't resolved. Maeve pressed her forehead, saying. "Please get in touch with the person in charge over there and see if he has time tonight. I

it," Paige replied. After she left, Maeve found several reliable fabric suppliers and summarized their information. Dreamscape wasn't in the fast fashion design business; if they wanted to last, they couldn't

suddenly chimed twice. Maeve picked it up casually and saw a message from

to you and

Chapter 321

while a corner

from yesterday to today, and this was likely the only thing that offered Marve

Make sure to take your medicine on time, and I'll check

curious and replied:

thinking about what gift to prepare for him. What

she had never been

don't you come with me

(Alright, but don't have too

you show off your identity as my fiancee, even if

replied with a smiley emoji, not knowing what

she felt obligated to accompany him to Charles's birthday celebration. However,

nection

Medaniel families, it was inevitable that members of the Mcdaniel family would also attend. Just thinking about that scenario made Maeve feel overwhelmed. In the evening, Maeve waited an hour at a Western restaurant on the

for being late. The traffic was terrible on the way here. I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," the manager, Mr. Bennett, said as he approached, feigning concern "Not at all," Maeve replied with a faint smile. "Kleymond tends to get

essential for fostering fruitful collaborations." Maeve didn't respond but instead handed over the menu. "Mr. Bennett, you've been stuck in traffic all evening; you must be hungry. Why don't we start by ordering some dishes?" "Since it's Ms. Reese is

head. I'm afraid that