The Heir's Secret Bride

This kind of private specialization was impossible to buy through any means, especially Byron.

Maeve wanted to ask something, but she swallowed the question when she remembered what she had said in the hospital. last time. Without solid evidence, Byron would only believe Karen, not her. Thinking of this, the spark of joy in Maeve's heart instantly diminished. She lowered her eyes and followed Byron, but her thoughts were elsewhere.

Suddenly, a butler's greeting pulled Maeve back to reality. The villa was quiet. Only the old butler in a black suit, bow tie, and pocket watch was waiting at the door. Maeve was slightly surprised. Byron sensed this and raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong?

"It's..." Maeve leaned closer to him and whispered back, "A villa this big usually has two butlers and at least ten maids in a row. When you leave the car, they should bow down to welcome you with a smile."

As Maeve spoke, she secretly glanced at the butler with a kind smile, "Then, when the butler sees that you brought a woman back, he will say something like, 'Sir, you've never brought a woman home before! Or, Sir, I've never seen you so happy!" Something like that." Byron's lips twitched hearing that. Meanwhile, the butler's face looked tense. When he took the final exam at the Butler Academy, he never had to say those lines. Thinking of this, he thought his career was over.

"You need to watch fewer television dramas. Show some class, will you?" There was a hint of helplessness in Byron's voice. "Thinking about the noise they'd make every time I get home makes me exhausted." He preferred to have peace of mind. when he got home. Maeve understood what he meant. But hearing Byron's response, she was still shocked. "You're saying you only have one butler to look after this house?"

"Mr. McDaniel likes peace. He doesn't like visitors unless it is an urgent matter. You can rest assured you won't see an outsider here," the butler explained. Maeve nodded. "What? So he can do illegal things?

Byron's thin lips suddenly smiled. "As for what you said about bringing a woman back, my mother and Karen live here. So, that kind of situation can never happen."

Maeve didn't know why Byron brought her to a place where Karen was. She thought he was lying, but there was no evidence. Is he planning to hang me from the ceiling to see how I will shine and illuminate their unparalleled love?

Maeve rolled her eyes and said childishly, "But you brought me to your house. What if she gets angry when she finds out? She has such a bad temper. If you got beaten up, my heart will ache!"

As soon as Maeve stopped talking, the butler almost laughed out loud. He thought Byron was carrying home a clown.

Meanwhile, Byron was entranced by Maeve's childise and did not notice the sarcasm in her words. His back gradually

tightened as he felt an electric shock crawl from his heart to his limbs. He cleared his throat, and his already low voice added a hint of sexy hoarseness. "Maeve, can you speak properly?"

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Byron frowned. He immediately grabbed her wrist and led her into, the elevator to the master bedroom on the third floor. Maeve's heart skipped a beat when he saw him removing his jacket and pulling down his tie with his fingers. "Why are you taking off your clothes?" Byron glanced at her lightly. "To sleep."

'Sleep? Is he trying to sleepayith me? Maeve was suddenly on guard. She turned around and rushed out

However, Byron stretched out his long arms and easily wrapped them around her slender waist. He pressed her onto the bog black bed behind him. Byron hugged her from behind and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?

"If you want to sleep, then sleep. Why are you hugging me?" Maye pushed his arm angrily. "Let go!"

"How can I sleep if you keep moving like this? Can't you make this more easy!"

Maeve instantly calmed down. She froze in Byron's arms, not daring to move. She was afraid she would accidentally arouse his beastly desires again.

After a few minutes, Maeve heard a soft and even breathing sound in her car. It was obvious that Byron had fallen asleep. She frowned in confusion, 'So soon? How tired is he?'

Thinking of what Archer had said in the car, Maeve's thoughts of sneaking away were scattered. 'Did he get any sleep lately? Is he tired because he had been busy re-investigating my kidnapping?

Based on Byron's attitude that day, he was reopening the case to help Karen get off the hook. However, there was no need to continue investigating. Karen had gotten out of prison.

Maeve bit her lip, feeling extremely complicated. Should I believe him?"

Meanwhile, Karen looked grateful as she stood before a desk. "Thank you very much for your help this time, Mr. McDaniel. I don't know how to thank you."

Jason took a newspaper and said calmly, "If I remember correctly, you like Byron very much, right?"

"Yes, I've liked him since I was young. Karen admitted.

"You grew up with Byron. In my heart, you've always been the most suitable person to be his wife, Jason said, "If it weren't for his grandpa insisting that Byron marry that woman, our families might have already gotten together. Thankfully, we're not too late."

""Mr. McDaniel, what do you mean?"

ner and looked at her sharply. "With me backing you up, as long as i

Jason put down the divorces that woman, I'll let him marry you."

Karen understood what he meant. Her heart suddenly pounded excitedly. "But will Byron agree?"

"That depends on how you present yourself."

"Don't worry, Mr. McDaniel, I won't disappoint you."

Karen left the study. But when she arrived at the hall, she turned around and met Alexis' probing gaze. "Mrs. McDaniel, when did you come over?"

Just now." Alexis looked at her. "What did Jason say to you?"

Karen clenched her arms and smiled shyly. "Mr. McDaniel said he wants me to be Byron's wife."

Alexis frowned slightly. An indescribable discomfort surged in her heart, but she suppressed it and reminded her, "Byron and Maeve are not divorced yet."

"I know." Karen thought Alexis was worried about her. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. McDaniel, they will get a

divorce sooner or later."

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