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Byron's eyes narrowed slightly. He lowered his head and looked at her for a few seconds before answering slowly. "There's nothing special. I lived in the orphanage before I was seven years old. Later, I was adopted by the Booth family. In less than a few years, I returned to the orphanage." ""Why?" Maeve was puzzled.

"In the second year of year when I was in the Booth family, they found their missing biological son." Byron did not elaborate and simply summarized..

A chill ran down Maeve's spine. So the Booth family adopted Byron because they was afraid that they would have no descendants in the future. After finding his son, they abandoned him. Seeing her expression, Byron chuckled. "I was the one who suggested leaving."

Maeve was stunned. "How did you..."

"I don't like the feeling of depending on others for a living. Compared to the orphanage, I have more freedom." Byron raised his hand to push away the loose hair on her cheek. His tone was slow and unhurried. "Besides, I don't yearn for kinship as much as others. It makes no difference to me whether I have a family or where I live."

A cold-blooded person could not even feel a trace of warmth toward his family, let alone outsiders who were not related to him.

And the root cause of all this was related to the survival of the fittest in the orphanage.

It was not his fault. It was Jason's fault that had allowed his illegitimate son to replace Byron.

Maeve pursed her lips tightly. A bitter taste surged in her throat. She wanted to say something to comfort him, but she felt that he did not need any comfort.

He had never relied on others' sympathy to get to where he was today.

Byron raised his eyebrows and touched the corner of her reddened eyes with his fingertips. He teased in a magnetic voice, "Why? Are you pitying me?" "No." Maeve pouted. "I worry about you. Can't I?"

Byron's movements paused. It was as if a cat's paw had suddenly scratched his heart, making it itch and heat up.

When cutting the cake, Maeve gave the first piece to him to eat first, saying that it was to make up for the hardships he had suffered when he was young.

Although Byron did not feel that his childhood was miserable, he still enjoyed Maeve's rare attentiveness.

After eating the birthday cake, the two stayed in the home theater on the first floor of the basement and watched a movie. They made a bet on which character was the mastermind.

"If I win, the seven requests I owe you will be written off. If you win, I'll do whatever you want. How about that?" Maeve took the opportunity to propose an unfair contract.

Byron smiled silently. "Come on."

herself to

so happy that she clenched her fists. This was a sure

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the murderer must be

was nothing in front of the director's mischief. He used the audience's psychology to reverse the most unexpected

to film at all!" Maeve slapped the sofa angrily. "What reversal is this? Just carve the word 'murderer' on

could tell what she was thinking at a

didn't! I've always kept my word." Maeve gritted her teeth. She

had suggested the bet herself. It would be too unclassy to go back on her word

sized her up for a while, making her feel a little

something bad brewing in

with a meaningful

thought, 'Isn't

of clothes

did not expect him to let her off so easily. Her eyes were filled with joy.

"It's not for me."

"What?"

cheeks turned red. Without thinking, she pushed him away and almost fell off the sofa. "Byron, you're a pervert!" looked like a gentleman. "If

Byron smiled calmly. H

had just whispered something embarrassing into Maeve's ear and that Maeve's reputation as a top designer

the

and this was when Maeve was at her most

the island every day. Most of the time, he was either holding video conferences

less and less scrupulous in front of him, and she

more.

as she thought that they would continue like this, she received a message

when are you going to take responsibility for me Aren't

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together?]

short sentences made Maeve, who was originally