The Heir's Secret Bride

Byron thought, 'Especially my mom. As long as she doesn't show up in front of me, I can pretend not to know about her secretly paying Maeve to keep an eye on me. But her bothersome behavior is tolerable only up to three times. Gilbert sighed repeatedly and said, "Come on... They are your parents after all. It's understandable that they want to see your wife. Besides, you can't keep Maeve hidden for a lifetime." Byron's eyes were filled with indifference as he thought, 'A lifetime? It's still uncertain how long this marriage will last. Talking about a lifetime now is too early.'

He did not answer Gilbert. Instead, he asked, "Grandpa, do you know where Neville is now?"

Gilbert truly had no idea. "He disappeared into thin air after coming out of the detention center. I sent people to look for him, but they could not find his whereabouts. He must be afraid that I would hold him accountable for setting you up, so he went into hiding." Neville's decision to go into hiding was clever.

Having lost his shares in Mcdaniel Group and even his official position, it looked like he no longer posed a threat to Byron.

However, he still had his assets and connections under his name. By biding his time and staying silent, he could still get a chance to make a comeback.

More importantly, with his ruthless and sinister methods, there was no telling what he would do while lurking in the shadows. Gilbert was so distressed that he kept sighing.

Byron

understood his grandfather's worry, but he was not afraid at all. "He's hiding, and he's hiding at Lashton Sanatorium." "What?" Gilbert was stunned. "How come he is currently at the sanatorium owned by your mother now? Is this true?"

Gilbert knew Byron very well. Without conclusive evidence, he would never say this.

He thought, 'No wonder the people I sent out have been unable to find Neville. It turns out he's right under my nose. I've long known how much Alexis dotes on Neville. If he were her own child, it would be fine. But he's not, and her indulgence and favoritism toward him are like a knife stabbing her own son's heart." Gilbert's expression was extremely sour. He thought, 'Did Alexis handle this on her own, or did Jason have a hand in it too? What is Byron to them?'

Gilbert's tone was very serious as he said, "Byron, your parents have let you down in this matter, but I'll definitely address this issue for you and keep you informed."

Byron's expression was indifferent. He was not affected at all. He had gotten used to it.

"I'm not blaming you." His voice was calm. "But I hope they can control what they say and not bring up my private matters in front of Neville."

Gilbert understood what he meant and immediately said, "Don't worry. I'll reprimand them."

"Alright. Take good care of your health. I'll visit you again when I have time."

"Make sure to bring Maeve along. If it's just you, there's no need to come."

Byron was left speechless.-

Just as he was about to reply, Maeve's distressed voice suddenly came from the bathroom.

"Mr. Mcdaniel, are you outside? I think I left my headband in the living room. Can you help me look for it?"

Byron frowned slightly. After informing Gilbert that he would hang up, he walked toward the living room.

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On the other end of the line, Gilbert looked puzzled, thinking, 'Maeve actually calls Byron "Mr. Mcdaniel"? Also, when Byron mentioned Maeve just now, he used her full name..."

Gilbert frowned in puzzlement. "They're already married, and they still haven't changed how they address each other? Or could it be... are they really a married couple?'

Gilbert suddenly realized something. He stood up from behind the rosewood desk and paced around anxiously.

He thought, "This won't do. I have to find out what's going on.

Maeve was still unaware that her way of addressing Byron had raised Gilbert's suspicions.

When she didn't hear a response from Byron after a while, she called out again, "Mr. Mcdaniel, are you there? If you're there, make a sound."

No one responded.

Maeve thought that he was in the study or the master bedroom, so he did not hear her. She had no choice but to wrap herself in a towel and walk out of the bathroom to find her headband. She had just w I washed her hair, which fell to her waist. It was thick and glossy. Without a hairband, it would be quite troublesome to shower. However, the moment she stepped into the living room, she saw Byron preparing to take her headband to the bathroom.

of them bumped into each other face-to-face.

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Maeve's eyes widened, while Byron's

back gradually stiffened.

The atmosphere in the living room seemed to become increasingly tense. The two of them looked at each other without saying a word. Only the shock in their eyes continued to increase. It then occurred to to Maeve that she was only covered in a towel. Her face instantly flushed. She let out a distressed cry and ran toward the bathroom. The shock in in Byron's blue pupils had not completely dissipated.

He was still thinking about the emotionally alluring scene just now.

Once he calmed down a bit, what followed was a mix of embarrassment and anger.

Her methods are getting better and better,' he thought. 'Knowing I'm right outside, she still dared to come out in just a towel that only reached her thighs. Where did this woman get all these tricks to seduce me? Who did she learn those tricks from?" Byron held the pink-white headband in his hand. He stood in place to calm the restlessness rising inexplicably within him for a moment, slowly exhaling. After calming down, he walked to the bathroom door and said in a serious voice, "Open the door."

"No!" Maeve's trembling voice came from inside. She felt a deep sense of shame. "Hurry up and leave. Don't stand outside."

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Hearing her embarrassed and angry voice, Byron sneered. "Weren't you bold just now? Why are you acting reserved now?" 'Every time she seduces me, she will run away,' he thought. 'Do I look like someone who's easy to deal with?'

"I had no idea you were outside," Maeve said angrily, "I called out to you so many times, but you didn't respond. I thought you weren't there." Otherwise, why would I dare to go out and look for a headband with a towel wrapped around me?' she thought.

Byron did not believe her. He cut off her stubborn rebuttal. "You don't want your headband anymore, huh?"

The bathroom fell silent.

After a

a while, Maeve mumbled voice came from inside. "You'd better not do anything rash."

"Do you think I'm like you?"

Maeve was left speechless.

Byron waited calmly. After a few seconds, he saw the door open just a crack. Maeve's hand, which was covered in water droplets, reached out.

She even shook it up and down impatiently, as if urging him to bring the headband over quickly.

A faint sense of amusement flashed across Byron's eyes.

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The gloomy mood stirred by Neville cleared up in an instant.

His thin lips curled up. His palm grabbed Maeve's outstretched wrist and pulled it out slightly.

Maeve's panicked voice immediately came from behind the door. "What are you doing? You said you wouldn't do anything

rash."

"What's wrong? Weren't you quite bold when you seduced me just now?" Byron teased. "What are you afraid of now?"

Maeve panicked and pressed against the door, but her hand was still gripped by him from the outside. The gap had to be left open to avoid the door getting jammed. She felt very insecure.

Fortunately, Byron did not barge in and only teased her through the door.

Maeve struggled with all her might, but she could not break free from his grip. Her voice softened as she said, "I really didn't know that you were outside just now, and I didn't seduce you. What exactly do you want?"