The Heir's Secret Bride

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Theo had made it clear from the start-Tom's burns wouldn't heal just by cleaning up the surface gunk. The real problem was the toxins hiding in his skin's blood vessels, which were holding back his recovery.

So, no matter how much it hurt during the detox, he had to push through. Only by toughing it out and flushing out those toxins could he really heal.

Tom kept Theo's advice in mind. Even when his wounds itched like crazy, he didn't give in to the urge to scratch. He had already made it through so many rough nights; there was no way he was going to give up now. The person who poisoned him was still out there, and he couldn't afford to fall apart before he found them.

Meanwhile, while Tom was at home recovering, Maeve gave him a break from work. Honestly, it felt a bit strange not having him around to run things at the studio.

Then, around noon, she got a call from the police. They had some information about the pacifier that might be tied to her parents.

Her heart raced on the way there-she was excited but also a little nervous. When she finally arrived at the station, though, the officer's words made her blood run cold.

"Ms. Reese," he said seriously, "we've discovered that the gemstone in this pacifier was part of a major international jewelry heist years ago. That case is still open, and the stolen jewelry has never been found."

He continued, "These items have never turned up anywhere. Interpol thinks they're still with the original thieves. We need to know-what do you know about your biological parents?"

Maeve's face turned pale, and she felt her stomach drop. 'Is he implying that her parents were involved in the robbery? Were they the thieves, or connected to the crime in some way?'

That pacifier she thought was a sweet token of love... turned out to be stolen goods.

"Ms. Reese, are you alright?" The police officer noticed her expression and softened his voice a bit. "We can't prove your biological parents are the robbers just yet, but they definitely seem to have a connection to this case. And just to clarify, you're not a suspect. We're just following up on some leads."

Maeve clenched her fists, trying to hold back the confusion swirling in her head. She met the officer's gaze and said, "I've never met my biological parents, so I can't believe they'd be involved in something like that."

"Plus, the Reese couple who took me might know a thing or two about it," she added, hoping for a lifeline.

check into that. Thanks for being

up to leave. It had started raining outside. In Kleymond, the rainy season always brought that damp chill, and the

shake off the officer's words. The pacifier was linked to an international crime and

involved, she wouldn't get into any trouble. Still, a heavy feeling settled in her chest as she watched the leaves swirl in the puddles at her feet. She just couldn't believe

before dashing to the parking lot. Of course,

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fix it, but with the rain coming down hard, she was stuck

working. So, she hopped out of the car and dashed to the side of the road to get out of the rain. Just then, a car pulled up in front of her. She looked

""Mr. Richard?"

here? You're all wet," Warren said, looking genuinely

out of her sweater and gave him a sheepish smile. "Yeah, my car's tire is messed up, and the maintenance guys won't show up

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it," Warren replied, nodding thoughtfully. "Do

want to ruin your seats," Maeve

cold in those wet clothes. The flu is going around, so don't be shy about

want to get sick. After a moment of thinking it over, she thanked him and climbed into the car. She grabbed a handkerchief from her bag and put it on the seat to keep it from getting too soaked. Warren signaled to his assistant to bring her a towel.

soon as she did, she

frowned a little. "Is your

forty-minute drive," Maeve sniffed, feeling a

nearby. If you're cool with it, you could swing by and change there," he

an eyebrow, surprised. "You run a

eyes adding to his charm. "Yeah, it's small, nothing too well-known.

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