The Heir's Secret Bride

Maeve had never seen Byron so gentle and doting to anyone, not even to her.

Maeve looked at the couple on the screen in a daze. A hint of bitterness surged in her throat.

A week ago, she foolishly waited for him in the detention center. She thought something important had held him up and thus did not come to see her.

He actually had someone else in his arms and seemed too preoccupied to care about anything else. 'Next month, on the third, they're getting engaged. That's fast, isn't it?'

Maeve thought to herself self-deprecatingly as she walked forward in a daze. She did not even notice that a car was approaching.

"Watch out!" A shout came from her back, then a pair of hands grabbed her arms and pulled her back.

A car almost brushed past Maeve's back as it sped by. Maeve's heart pounded wildly, and her limbs bad gone weak when she

came to her senses.

Not far away, a black Rolls-Royce was parked by the roadside. The window of the backseat rolled down, and a pair of brown and cold eyes looked straight in their direction as if they wanted to burn through the bodies of the man and woman who were hugging by the roadside.

So, you couldn't wait to throw yourself into Alex's arms right after our divorce? You must have felt aggrieved being with me all this while Byron thought.

Byron's lips curled into a mocking smile. He instructed the driver to start driving coldly. "Yes, Mr. Mcdaniel, the driver said.

As soon as Maeve regained her senses, she immediately withdrew from Alex's arms and thanked him with a pale face. "Alex, thank you"

"Not at all, as long as you're fine, Alex said gently and forcefully "But what's wrong with you? You were so distracted even when crossing the road. Do you know it's so dangerous?"

Maeve's face instantly turned even paler. T'm sorry...

Alex wanted to say something, but he frowned when he saw the news on the LED screen with Byron husband end up with...

"We've divorced. Maeve turned her face away.

on it.

"How did your

Alex quickly retracted the question he was about to ask. As he noticed her visibly troubled expression, softly, he asked, "I happened to book a restaurant nearby. How about we have dinner together?" Maeve forced a smile at him. "Sure."

When they arrived at the restaurant, Alex first helped Maeve pull out a seat before he sat down.

Considering her stomach condition, he even got someone to serve her a hot soup to warm her up.

Alex finally asked, "Maeve, what's going on between you and him? Previously, I said that if he ever bullies you, I will seek justice for you, but that doesn't mean I want to see him bully you Maeve pursed her pale lips. "Ms. Mason should have told you I've resigned, right?"

Is it because of the rumors?" Alex asked.

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"That's not a rumer. Maeve smiled bitterly and briefly recounted the entire situation to him© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Alex frowned. "My family is friends with the Mcdaniel family. 1

"No need. Maeve shook her head. Tm just too frustrated. I want to find someone to talk to. After that, I'll be fine. I'm okay now, right?"

Alex looked deeply at her. 'Are you really okay? The person who usually loves to laugh the most isn't even smiling now!

"Maeve, are you really going to give up everything you love because of his suppression? Didn't you say that you wanted to become the top international designer?" Alex asked her seriously,

Maeve's eyes were filled with confusion. "I don't know."

She had never actually thought about resigning. Until the very last moment before giving birth, she would not consider stopping her design work at all.

However, after hearing the discussions of those employees in the elevator, she realized that she really had no choice. Behind Byron was the huge Mcdaniel Group. She had no way of resisting if he wanted to deal with her. Moreover, he was not targeting her directly, but Eternal Hope. She could not accept others being implicated by her

At the same time, in a private room in the corner, Byron crossed his long legs and sat in an armchair. He held a wine glass in his hand, and the ice cubes clinked against the glass.

His entire body was as if being covered in a layer of ice that would not melt for a long time. Cold air overflowed around him, making people not dare to approach him.

Ray rubbed his hands. "Byron, is the rumor spreading in the circle true? Your grandpa was hospitalized because of Maeve! I don't believe it."

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Jarrett nudged him. "Didn't you see he's in a bad mood?"

"It's all because Bonnie kept asking me," Ray said lazily. I'm also quite curious. If Maeve didn't do it, Byron would not divorce her. If she did, why did Jason let the detention center release her?"

'Unless there's a deal between Byron and Jason, and Maeve is the key to the deal, Ray thought.

Byron looked up coldly. "Noisy."

"Just tell me." Ray winked. "This concerns whether Bonnie will let me sleep in the room today. I'm counting on you."

Byron could not be bothered with him. He raised his head and drank, his Adam's apple moving sexyly.

Jarrett smiled. "Compared to this, I'm more curious about something else. Byron, are you really going to get engaged to Lynn"

"Yes," Byron replied in a low voice..

"Why?"

There's no reason."

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Jarrett frowned. He wanted to say something but was interrupted by Ray. "Compared to Karen, you know Lynn longer and better, but her health condition is not..." Before Ray could finish his sentence, he stopped under Byron's cold gaze. Lynn has poor health. However, she's lucky. She has known Byron since she was young and almost lost her life because of him. Even Karen could not compare to her, Ray thought. 2×94%

Ray sighed in his heart and asked again, "What about Maeve? You two have been together for so long. Don't you feel even a bit reluctant to part with her?" Bonnie had also asked him to ask Byron this question. He did not know why girls were so obsessed with such questions. Byron swirled the wine glass in his hand and recalled the scene by the roadside just now. His eyes became even colder.

"Lynn's

health isn't good. In the future, don't mention anything about Maeve to her, Byron said.

Ray and Jarrett looked at each other and understood one thing. Ma compared to Lynn who has a special status in Byron's heart."

At this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open

has lost, and it's a complete loss. She's nothing.

A girl wearing a light apricot-colored long dress walked in. Her long hair was slightly curled, her makeup was light, and her complexion had a pale, sickly hue. Her figure was as delicate and frail as a fern swaying in the wind, resembling a little white flower that grew tenaciously against the breeze.

When she saw Byron, a shy smile appeared in her eyes. "What are you guys talking about? I think I heard my name."

Byron put down his wine glass, got up, and walked to Lynn's side He took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. "Why didn't you wear thicker clothes?"