The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 378

Upon hearing this, Will took out a box from the drawer next to him and handed it to Maeve, “Here, Mom, take this.”

“What’s this?” Maeve asked. Curious, she opened the box and saw the tanzanite bracelet she had given Will. “Oh, you’ve already reworked it?” she added.

Will nodded and explained each feature to her, “I’ve hidden the sleeping powder Theo made behind each gemstone. Press here if you’re in danger, and the powder will scatter. Also, there are about a dozen needles hidden here, already tipped with poison. Press here, and they’ll pop out, perfect for close–range use.”

He continued, “I also hid a locator and sensor inside the pendant. It can monitor your heart rate and other conditions and send updates to my phone.”

Maeve was amazed. There was no way to tell just by looking that the bracelet was packed with so many hidden features. She could not help but wonder if Will might be a genius.

“And don’t forget about the antidote I made!” Theo exclaimed, not wanting to be left out. He wedged his little head between Maeve and Will. He continued, “If you accidentally get exposed to the powder, the antidote in the largest gemstone.”

With a serious expression, Will said, “I’ll monitor the sensor updates constantly and call you to check on your safety.”

Theo also added, “Make sure to call us regularly, or we’ll worry about you.”

Maeve Reese was moved to tears. Will and Theo were incredibly thoughtful.

It was strange. Maeve could not shake the feeling that she was like a little kid about to go on a big trip. Will and Theo were like two anxious parents fussing over her safety when she was supposed to be their mother. But Maeve decided to just roll with it and relax.

With a little hop off the bed, Theo said, “Mommy, let me help with packing your things.”

Whenever Maeve had to go on a business trip, Theo would always help her pack.

That was until Maeve found a mini hand cannon tucked at the bottom of her suitcase, along with a note reminding her to stay safe and to use it if things got rough.

If she had not thought her suitcase felt too heavy and decided to check it in the airport restroom, she might have been detained by security on the spot and Theo would have lost her at just two years old.

Feeling the weight of Theo’s love, Maeve hugged Theo close and said, “No, it’s alright. I’ve got this.”

let me help you

could never resist his adorable sulking, so she released her grip and replied, “Fine, when we get home, I’ll let you

Theo packed anything dangerous again, she could always

finally looked satisfied and happily trotted off to get Maeve a glass of

Maeve’s face, Will quietly asked “Is Theo not very good

her voice catching, “It’s just every time, he slips some small weapons in my suitcase that can’t make it through

showing his love

bear.

Chapter 378

seconds. “Are you talking about the black–and–gold mini cannon with

you?” Maeve

security,” Will answered as he knitted his brows in a puzzled frown. He had assumed it was

was a real

was left speechless. She thought, ‘How did Loren let Theo astray? I will confiscate all these weapons when I get

had been in the hospital ward for over an hour, but there was still no sign of Byron. Theo was nowhere

elevator stopped at the top floor. The doctor helped Byron, who had just finished his

out.

support. With one hand feeling the railing along the hallway,

will the test results be ready? What are the chances of a full recovery?” Byron asked in

the latest, Mr. Mcdaniel. As you know, your eye injury is quite complex. The test drug still has significant side

“I’ve heard that same nonsense at least twenty

chance of recovery for your eye. But

Jaylen Chatterly the only miracle doctor left in the world?”

just

hardly take care of himself these

medical team Byron sent over had no solution for Jaylen’s condition. The most they could do was buy him

sudden movement caught Byron’s attention. He paused and turned to a certain spot ahead. He said sharply, “Who’s

Byron looked over as well. What greeted them was a little furry head poking