The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 491

Clem placed the handkerchief on the table. "A little kid gave it to me. Take a look."

Byron glanced at the handkerchief casually and saw the familiar aisy embroidery at the bottom left corner of it. He frowned and looked at Maeye's side profile. She even gave this man a handkerchief?' thought Byron.

Maeve was also shocked by the old handkerchief.

The inexperienced and crooked embroidery on it was too similar to her needlework when she first came into contact with embroidery, but she was not sure. Until she realized that the rose's branches and leaves looked sideways at the letters J and S.

Only she could childishly hide the initials of her name in the pattern.

But why is my handkerchief in Clem's hands?' thought Maeve.

"Clem, who gave you this handkerchief?" Maeve probe

Clem swallowed the fish in his mouth and thought for a moment. "I fell on campus in my third year of university, and a little girl gave it to me. She is the person I mentioned earlier that I want to find." Does she live at No. 25 Bluemoon Alley?"

"You can even guess that. You're indeed smart," said Clem, smiling.

Maeve held her breath and dared not to look at Byron's expression. Her red lips moved. "Clem, it's been so long, but I don't think I've asked... Which university did you attend?"

"Kleymond University. I went overseas to study in my third year

Maeve vaguely heard Byron's low "Heh", and her little heart instantly trembled.

It can't be. It shouldn't be so coincidental. I have known Clem for so long. If he was my crush in high school, there is no reason for me not to remember him. It must be a coincidence thought Maeve. Marve gulped and continued to ask shakily, "Clem, are you close to that little girl? You even specially came to look for her

this time"

It was rare for her to be so interested in his matters, so Clem did not hide it.

He looked at the vase on the table and told her everything.

hier all.

a few years ago. Clem did not remember it clearly

just got along with that slum, petite girl who looked like a middle

endless handmade products that surprised him, so he had a deep impression of

to sponsor that little

letter Mass cried and involuntarily she almost stood up but sat back down under Byron's stare. She asked dryly, are you sure wil be levier 15:17 Sun,

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little girl was thin and liked to do handicrafts, she felt something

because she didn't have money but was interested, she especially liked to do some small handicrafts for herself. It was cheap

had no money, of course, she was malnourished. People often said she

the person Clem was talking about

so wild at that

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see her overly excited reaction. He was puzzled

when she came to say goodbye to me and gave me the love letter,

other thoughts about a junior high

was his younger sister and even

accepted the handkerchief she had given him because he wanted to remember that pitiful,

brought him a

explained. Once he said those

had been looking for for so

high school and even

Clem told her to study hard, which coincided with the contents

were the best evidence, not

is it

as a good friend and Clem only treated her as a friend,

Why did the

walk out of the door and pretend

snorted again. The cold air around him seemed to be

there calmly, the more it meant his anger was

was enough

her were no longer fragrant. She only

Clem, Maeve was pulled into the car by Byron