The Heir's Secret Bride

Standing in the kitchen, Maeve's shoulders trembled slightly. Her forced calmness had vanished. Her eyes turned red, and the idle in her hand fell into the pot of soup. Her eyes teared up. treated anyway as he pleases?"

She was the one who had been stood up. She was the one who had waited for Byron for the entire day. She thought, "What right does he have to vent his anger on me just because I disturbed his time with Karen? So Karen is his treasure but I'm nothing so I can be Drip. Drip.

Mathing fell into the steaming soup, then it was silent again.

made dinner but realized she had no appetite at all. She could not eat. After sealing the food and putting it in the fridge, she returned to her room. Byron did not come back even though it was late.

Maeve tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. When she thought of what Byron had said, her heart ached. Unable to sleep, she got up and drew, However, the the lines on the paper were in a mess, showing how bad her mood was.

Just then, the phone on the carpet suddenly rang.

Maeve took it

it and saw that Bonnie had texted her. Bonnie had gotten someone to make her idols sketches into a room divider and place it on the leftmost side of her room. Bonnie: [My parents said that if I continue to be single, I will miss out on the best men. So what? The best men in the world. are already in my room.]

Bonnie: [Maeve, are you asleep? If not, I want to ask you for a few more drafts. I want to make another room divider with twelve incredibly hot men to put on the right side of the room.]

Maeve saw

the photo Bonnie had sent. Ronnie's room was princess-like, dreamy, and sweet. The furniture and chandelier looked very expensive. However, the room divider was in a different style. Maeve: [Bonnie, you have good taste, but don't you think this room divider does not match the style of your room? It's a little... um, explicit.]

Bonnie: [Wow! You stayed up late today. Are you becoming naughty now?]

Bonnie: [I think it's alright. I'm still a little frustrated about why it can't be more explicit. I'm the only one looking at them anyway.]

Maeve: [I got out of bed since I couldn't sleep. What kind do you want? Tell me what style you want it in think about it first.]

Bonnie quickly sent Maeve the request that she had long thought of.

Maeve was about to put down her phone to draw when she suddenly thought of something and continued typing (By the way, I've successfully got a job at Eternal Hope. I said I wanted to thank you last time. Since tomorrow is Sunday, shall we go to a restaurant?t's my treat. There were so many things going on when Maeve first started work that she almost forgot.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Bonnie: [There's a new restaurant at the Winsor Building. The food is said to be quite delicious.]

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Maeve:

[Alright, let's go to that restaurant tomorrow afternoon.]

a while, Bonnie's messages bombarded her.

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After a

Bonnie: [Marvel My friend said that the boss of Starlight Pub showed up. Apparently, he's super handsome. Why aren't I that lucky? Every time I go, I miss him.] Bonnie sent many photos in a row. Maeve was not interested, but she still clicked on them.

Maeve: [It's just a profile of him going upstairs. It's so dark. How can you tell that he's handsome?]

Bonnie: [There was a frontal photo, but my friend was caught photographing by the boss's bodyguard. She has already been asked to delete them... I haven't even seen them yet.]

Maeve laughed. Suddenly, she remembered the first time she went to Starlight Pub and encountered Byron. They seemed to have argued then. After she sobered up, Byron brought her to city hall for a divorce. It was because of Gilbert that they did not. This time they didn't argue. It wasn't even a fight. But Maeve's disappointment and sorrow at this moment far exceeded that

time.

The next day, at the Mcdaniel Group, the atmosphere of the top-floor office was very tense. It was icy from morning to afternoon. As a result, everyone who went to this floor came in fear and left with a long face. Patrick had already woken up, so Karen cared for him in the hospital and did not come to work. Her work was taken over by

Archer.

Archer realized that Byron was especially displeased with him today. He was even criticized because his footsteps were a little loud when he entered the office. He was in despair. He wondered if he had not done a good job so his boss was dissatisfied with him. As evening approached, Ray and Jarrett came to look for Byron. Archer looked at them as though they were his savior and invited them in.

"Byron, are you in a bad mood today?" Ray sat on the sofa and asked casually, "Your employees look like they're going to hell when they come up to report to you."

Jarrett was still dressed coolly. He turned to look at the handsome Byron behind the desk and clucked his tongue. "The last time I saw you in such a bad mood was when you first returned to the Mcdaniel family, right?" He wondered who had provoked Byron. Byron put the documents aside and asked coldly, "Why are you here?""

just

opened a new restaurant. Of course, I must invite you there to support me," Ray joked, "It's been a while since you hung out with us since you were discharged from the hospital?" Jarrett glanced at Ray. "It takes a few months to recover from a serious injury. Byron has just been discharged from the hospital. Shouldn't he rest?"

"Rest? Byron's a workaholic. Do you expect him to do that? Didn't he return to the company after being discharged from the hospital for less than a week?" Ray mocked, "Why do I feel like he's turned over a new leaf because he has a woman at home?"

nome?

Hearing this, Byron paused for a moment and looked at Ray coldly. "You have a girlfriend?"

Ray was stunned. "What?"

.

"Byron means that you don't even have a girlfriend, so how can be have one?" Jarrett laughed.

Ray

was only flirted but was never into relationships. Until now, he did not even have a girlfriend. Compared to women, he had more affection for his scalpel and dog.

I'll have a girlfriend sooner or later. Ray coughed and changed the topic. He asked Byron, "Are you going to support me today or not?"

"I'm not free today." Byron'said. "Patrick just woke up. I want to visit him later."

"Let's go together then. We can just visit my restaurant after visiting him. It won't take up too much time," Ray suggested.

Byron massaged his temples. The documents in front of him became more and more unbearable to read. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Sure."

At almost noon, at Winsor Building, the trio arrived at the restaurant. It was quiet and elegant and the combined classical and modern decorations were unique. The violin music was melodious, and the atmosphere was good. It wasn't lunchtime yet, so there weren't many patrons inside. asked

Ray

ked the manager to arrange the best spot by the observation window. As he walked, he asked his friends, "How is it? Not bad, right?

"The design is not bad." Jarrett looked around and smiled, "You're free now? Don't you need to go to the hospital?"

Carson George, Ray's father, had previously handed over the shares of the restaurant chain to Ray probably because he was afraid that Ray would work as a doctor for the rest of his life and refuse to inherit the family business. "I'll only go to the hospital when there are important surgeries in the future. I don't usually do consultations, so I have plenty of time, Ray replied. He turned to Byron and asked, "Byron, what do you think?" Byron glanced around the dining room in disinterest. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught sight of someone and froze.