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."

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.

pressed her forehead, saying. "Please get in touch

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 afford to be careless about fabric quality. The current supplier offered the best quality among all companies. Unless

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

and took the medication on

Chapter 321

medicine bowl took center stage while a corner captured his breakfast, which looked more substantial than

this was likely the

you for dinner. Make sure to take your medicine on time, and I'll check

was curious and replied: [What

days, grandpa's 80th birthday, and I'm thinking about what gift to prepare for him. What do

had never

you're free tomorrow, why don't you come with me to pick out

replied: (Alright, but don't have too high

as my fiancee, even if you give him a handful of weeds, Grandpa

a smiley emoji, not knowing

obligated to accompany him to Charles's

nection

Chatterly and 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

waiting too long," the manager, Mr. Bennett, said as he approached, feigning concern

saying, "It's good for young people to exercise patience. Especially someone as successful as you, Ms. Reese; more patience is 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;

to alcohol, Marve replied, shaking her head. I'm afraid that might disappoint