Chapter
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Clem's ears were completely blushed, just like a naive boy who was flirted for the first time.
Macve found it so amusing. "I just snatched your lollipop when we were kids. And you're still holding a grudge even now? You're always like this whenever you see me. But I'm not doing that thing anymore." She shook her head slightly and sighed. 'Where is that tough man who made Molly frightened?'
"No." Clem lowered his voice. "Who's holding a grudge?" He was st too self-conscious and unnatural in front of her.
"What did you say?" Maeve asked in confusion,
"I'm not." Clem looked away and pulled up his shirt.
Maeve gasped as she saw the messy bandages on his abdomen and the blood that seeped out. 'You called this not serious?'
She immediately removed the bandage and threw it into the trash can. From the corner of her eye, she saw-the office door suddenly open.
Immediately after, a familiar figure walked in.
"Maeve, you left your lipstick in my car." Byron walked in with heavy steps. He casually glanced around the room and suddenly stopped.
. Clem sat on the sofa with his shirt wide open while Maeve was squatting in front of him.
From this angle, her hand seemed to be touching his abs. "What are you doing?" Byron's face darkened. 'I have abs. Why are you touching another man?'
was shocked as if she had been
see that? Mr. Mcdaniel, you don't have problems with your eyes, right?" When he met someone else, he returned to reckless again, which, however,
freezing cold. His brows furrowed as he said
his "first love." Even though she had vented her anger, it did not mean that it
tone, "Don't make me
and
not bother to talk to Byron now. He wanted to say something unpleasant to chase Byron away, but after a second
cold like frozen in the
walked forward and abruptly grabbed Maeve's arm to pull
stood up and grabbed Maeve's other arm.
of us. Get away." A chill seeped out from
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playful smile disappeared, and his expression became colder. "Can't you see that she
both top-notch in their respective fields. But now, they were like lions fighting for courtship, despising all the males around Maeve with hostility,
her hand almost at the
a red mark on each of her wrists. Maeve glared at Byron. "Look at what
"He grabbed your hand too. Why didn't you glare at
it first." Maeve said angrily, "Can't you see that I'm applying medicine for
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