The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 481

Maeve's expression darkened./"Is this what Mr. Mcdaniel wants?"

"Yes," Molly looked at her without giving in. "Please make an appointment before coming."

Maeve looked past Molly to the closed door of Byron's office. Her lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.

I have sent him a message saying I am coming over, thought Maeve. If he does not want me to come, he can reply to me.

What does he mean by asking Molly to stop me? Does he not know I mind what happened between him and Molly, his first love? No, he knew

It was precisely because he knew but still did it that Maeve couldn't accept it.

Maeve's jealousy and grievance that came to an abrupt end yesterday had reached its peak at that moment. Maeve did not want to stay there to see Molly's expression. She grabbed her handbag and turned to leave.

She walked to the elevator angrily and accidentally bumped into a cold and hard human wall.

"What's wrong?" Byron's cold voice sound from above her head. "You're also walking so recklessly."

Maeve looked up in surprise. "You weren't in your office just now?

"No" Byron's expression was indifferent. "What's the matter?"

He did not mention he had rushed back after receiving her message at the inspection site.

free now?" Maeve was taken aback by his attitude and pursed her red lips. "I need to talk to you. Are you

Byron stared at her quietly for a few seconds. Then, he nodded calmly and led the way to his office.

Maybe it was because he had developed a habit of holding her hand recently, Maeve subconsciously reached out to his hand but realized he had walked far away, leaving her feeling hollow inside. 'Have I been subconsciously influenced by him?' thought Maybe.

Molly was still standing there. Maeve glanced at her without stopping when she passed by her.

Molly bit her lower lip, feeling a little indignant.

'I had almost succeeded. Would Maeve complain to Mr. Mcdaniel?' thought Molly.

Sitting casually on the sofa, Byron flipped through the documents in his hand without even looking up. His face as cold as if was talking to a subordinate at the company, "What's up?" Maeve didn't know where to start.

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him recently. She could not even stand his little

placed the notebook on the table. Byron only glanced at

you want. It doesn't matter if you burn

might have misunderstood last night. I'm not crying because I still have feelings for my high school

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looks like, How can I

this point, Maeve lowered her voice.

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well-defined fingers pinched the edge of the paper, giving

up at Maeve expressionlessly. "Prove it to

"What?" Maeve was confused.

any feelings for that person?" Byron's thin lips curled into a mocking smile. "I want

a loss for words and didn't know what kind of

am I supposed to prove it? I don't even remember what he looks like or where he

your request a little too much?" Maeve hesitated. "Such matter...isn't it the matter of

can't prove it? Then how do you

said, her tears and sleep talk I saw with my eyes reflected what she was really thinking. There is no doubt she has

not believe a single word

was a little arrogant. She felt helpless and said, "You

progress," Byron said indifferently. "I can't see your sincerity." "But I'm not one of those people you meet in business." Maeve refuted, holding back her

in the room froze

coldly. "If I used the same standard on you, you couldn't even enter this door

understand why I'm angry, and you want me to believe

nice that she's started to believe I'm a good person. That's she keeps testing

"I'm not fooling you. It's

believe you." Byron tapped the table with his fingertips. "Where is your sincerity? Is

with a cartoon sticker on the cover lay quietly on the table. For some reason,

even reminded Maeve of

doesn't believe a word I say, so it's useless no matter how I explain it. Anything said

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