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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recently. She could not even stand his

the table. Byron only glanced at before turning a blind eye and looking

felt it was troublesome and braced herself to say, "You can keep this for me if you want. It doesn't matter if you burn it. You can do whatever you want." "What do you mean?" Byron asked

not crying because I

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Maeve lowered her voice. "Anyway, it's

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flipped through the documents. His well-defined fingers pinched the edge of the

up at Maeve expressionlessly. "Prove it

"What?" Maeve was confused.

no longer have any feelings for that person?" Byron's thin lips curled into a mocking smile. "I want you prove it

loss for words and didn't know what

remember what he looks like or where he is now. Where am I supposed to go prove

hesitated. "Such matter...isn't it the matter of personal

a half-smile. "So you can't prove it? Then how do you expect me to believe

tears and sleep talk I saw with my eyes reflected what she was really

not believe

felt Byron was a little arrogant. She felt helpless and said,

want to persuade the other party during negotiations, you should show your sincerity by offering equivalent value chips, which will facilitate subsequent progress," Byron said indifferently. "I can't see your sincerity."

in the room froze for

his head slightly and looked at her coldly. "If I used the same standard on

why I'm angry, and you want me to believe your explanation.

that she's started to believe I'm a

"I'm not fooling you. It's you who don't believe what I

you." Byron tapped the table with his fingertips. "Where is your

the cover lay quietly on the

reminded

myself to Byron is as ridiculous as the notebook. He doesn't believe a word I say, so it's useless no matter

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