The Heir's Secret Bride

Maeve frowned and said, "I'm very busy now and don't have time to meet Mrs. Mcdaniel with you. Besides, I don't think there's a need for me to see her. I'm going to get back to work. Feel free to do as you please." With that said, Maeve returned to the dressing room without a moment's pause.

Karen looked at Maeve's back gloomily. Then, she turned around in her high heels and left, returning to the VIP box on the second floor.

She walked up to Alexis, who was wearing gold-rimmed sunglasses and sitting on a long sofa, and said awkwardly, "Alexis, Maeve said she doesn't have time to see you and doesn't want to see you. She asked you not to disturb her..."

Hearing this, Alexis took off her sunglasses, her expression extremely displeased. "Who does she think she is?" she said. "She doesn't even have the most basic manners toward elders. Someone from a common background just lacks proper upbringing." Karen appeared disappointed. "If she could instigate Byron to suspend me, then it's likely that she doesn't regard you with much respect."

Because the Booth family once adopted Byron, Alexis had always had much liking for Karen.

She couldn't bear to see her in such a state now.

"Byron is in the wrong this time. I'll help you talk to him when I have the chance."

"Thank you, Alexis." Karen forced a smile. "I'm just a little worried that your relationship with Maeve will worsen as you and Maeve don't get along. After all, Maeve doesn't look easy to get along with..."

As soon as Karen said these words, Alexis pursed her lips, and there was a hint of disgust in her eyes.

She thought of the two encounters in which she interacted with Maeve. She found Maeve sharp-tongued with a rude attitude, showing no respect or obedience to an elder like her.

'As a maid, she is already unqualified, so how could she be worthy of being the daughter-in-law of the Mcdaniel family then?" she thought. 'I have no idea what trouble this kind of woman would cause after marrying into the Mcdaniel family. Alexis was dispirited, but she said, "Byron is my son after all. As an outsider, she is nothing."

"Alexis, you're right." Karen stopped the discussion about Maeve's character at the point that she thought was right. Feigning indifference, she then said, "Look, the fashion show has begun. I heard that Maeve's design will be the last to appear. It definitely won't disappoint you."

Alexis's expression was indifferent. "Let's hope so."

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the dressing room was frighteningly tense.

After the assistant opened Maeve's boxes containing the gowns, she noticed that they were empty.

Maeve searched the dressing room thoroughly but could not find the gowns.

It was as if they had vanished into thin air.

Leah happened to come over to check on the progress. After hearing what had happened, she frowned and asked, "Maeve, did

leave the gowns at home and forget to bring them over?

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"Ms. Mason, I checked these boxes before I left, and the gowns were still in the boxes," Maeve said. "I have been carrying them since I arrived at the hotel." Maeve clenched her fists. "It was only when I left for a while earlier that-

"Improper handling is your negligence," Leah interrupted her harshly. "There's only half an hour left until your group's runway show. With the gowns missing, you want this exhibition to fail to proceed, huh? You're in charge of Eternal Hope's most iconic series, which is essential every year, How am I supposed to fill the gap you've created now?"

Hearing Leah's scolding, everyone else did not even dare to gasp

Maeve took a deep breath and tried her best to calm the chaos in her mind as she thought about the whereabouts of the gowns.

Just as Leah was about to say something else, someone knocked on the door of the dressing room.

"Is Ms. Reese here?" a man in a suit said with a smile, standing at the doorway with a few gowns covered by a transparent cloth in his hand. "Your gowns were tossed in the corridor. I brought them for you."

Maeve's eyes lit up, and she immediately went forward to check those gowns.

Fortunately, there was no damage, only some dust.

Taking the gown from the man in a suit, Maeve's face was filled with gratitude. "Thank you so much. May I ask how to address you?"

The man irra suit hurriedly said, "It's no sweat. You're welcome, Ms. Reese. I still have something on. I'll leave now."

Without waiting for Maeve's reply, he quickly left.

A hint of doubt flashed across Maeve's mind. She thought, "That's strange. Do I know this person? How come he knows my last name is Reese?'

Leah clapped and instructed, "Since the gowns have been found, let's get moving quickly. You people don't have much time left."

Everyone was once again caught up in a flurry of activity..

As Maeve took the gowns over and hung them up, she heard Leah say to her, "I really don't know if you're lucky or not. Fortunately, the exhibition isn't messed up by you." Hearing the insincerity in her words, Maeve smiled indifferently and said, "It was a close call, right?"

Leah let out a snort.

At this moment, Alex walked in. When he saw Maeve, his eyes lit up.

"Maeve, it's good that you're here," he said. "The model wearing that set of "Blossom" gown fell in the washroom and has been sent to the hospital. Can you do me a favor?"

Maeve was stunned and suddenly had a bad premonition. She said, "Wh-what can I help with?"

Outside, in the VIP lounge on the leftmost side of the venue, Archer received a report from his subordinate. He then walked over and said to the man on the sofa with his long legs crossed, "Mr. Mcdaniel, the gowns have been returned to Ms. Reese." Supporting his chin with one hand and looking at the runway below casually, there was no fluctuation of emotion in Byron's eyes as he said, "Have you found out who did it?"

Archer said, "The person who threw away the gowns was a hotel cleaner. Someone gave her a huge sum of money to steal Ms. Reese's gowns and destroy them. However, the cleaner got greedy and wanted to sell the gowns to earn another sum of money, so she just hid them... The cleaner said the person who gave her the money was a middle-aged man with a common face. She doesn't remember his appearance. The surveillance cameras didn't capture any relevant footage either."

He thought, 'Come to think of it, it's coincidental. When our group came out of the elevator and passed by that cleaner,

none of us noticed anything suspicious.

It was Byron who unintentionally saw a corner of a gown peeking out from under the cart and recognized that the pattern on it was identical to the one on Macve's gown that was placed at home. It was then that he realized that something was off. So, he sent someone to investigate.

"Mm," Byron responded with little interest, took a sip of the glass of champagne beside him, and glanced down lazily from the corner of his eye.

The finale of the "Morningstar" series had already begun.

The models that first appeared wore gowns designed by Jack. The gowns were all in shades of purple, ranging from light to dark, which symbolized the transition of a girl's most beautiful years from innocence to maturity.

The VIPS in the hall nodded secretly. noting that the "Morningstar" collection had finally made some new breakthroughs this year as they were almost tired of seeing the same old thing.

The models that appeared next wore gowns designed by Maeve.

At first glance, many people were disappointed when they saw the models in pure black gowns, thinking, 'How could such unattractively black gowns be considered designs?'

However, when the models walked to the spot illuminated by stage lighting, everyone's expressions immediately changed. The models wore black mermaid-style fishtail gowns. The hems of the gowns emitted dazzling golden light as the models walked. Each pleat and curve was perfectly executed, including the neckline and cuffs.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Golden butterflies and roses bloomed on the hems of the gowns. The patterns were vivid and lifelike, tugging at one's heartstrings through the thin black veils.

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