The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 160

"Of course," Maeve affirmed.

The bodyguard nodded and led the others out.

Maeve sent them to the elevator. She had been worried about the gowns these days. After watching them leave,

she finally felt relieved.

"| advise you not to celebrate too early. | think your nightmare is just about to begin," Leah sneered as she

walked past her.

"There's no need for you to worry." Maeve's expression was aloof "No matter what the consequences are, I'll bear

them alone."

Leah snorted and walked past her.

Maeve didn't take it to heart and prepared

to go back to the stuto wrap up Byron's new suit.

Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw a familiar and aloof figure walking out of the elevator, followed

by Archer and a group of Eternal Hope's executives.

Maeve was stunned on the spot and wondered why he was there.

Catching Maeve's gaze, Byron looked at her from a distance. His eyes were calm, and his emotions were

unpredictable.

Samuel was also there. When he saw Maeve, he immediately smiled. "Mr. Mcdaniel, this is our company's new

designer, Maeve Reese. She's in charge of your private customized suits this time." One had to know that Mr.

Mcdaniel was very picky. Other than Bert's customized handicrafts, he did not favor

suits. suits.

The fashion industry was shocked that Eternal Hope was able to gain his favor.

It was also a good start for Eternal Hope's future development in men's clothing customization.

Byron's expression was indifferent. "I see."

"Maeve, this is Mr. Mcdaniel. You should have seen him before. Cand greet him," Samuel said to Maeve.

Maeve braced herself and walked forward. "Mr. Mcdaniel, nice to see you here. It's been a while."

any other

Outsiders did not know about her relationship with Byron. According to the tshe went to the Mcdaniel Group

to sign indeed a while ago. the contract, it

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A hint of mockery appeared in Byron's eyes.

He was wondering, 'lt's been a while? She slept besideand talked in her sleep last night."

"Ms. Reese, you don't mind if | check the results of the suits now, right?" Byron said casually. "After all, it's been

a month."

Before Maeve could answer, Samuel immediately said, "Of course, there's no problem, Ms. Reese should be

almost done! Isn't that right, Ms. Reese?" Maeve held back the urge to refuse and nodded. "Yes."

Samuel said, "Then I'll have to trouble you to bring Mr. Mcdaniel over. Entertain him well. Don't neglect our

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Maeve could only say, "Alright."

Maeve brought Byron into the studio, while Archer and the others stayed outside.

As soon as the door closed, she immediately asked Byron, "Why did you suddenly cover? Are you afraid that

I'll slack off?"

Byron glanced at her. "Ms. Reese, I'm here to check my suits. Don't try to get close to me."

Maeve was speechless and wondered, 'What's going on with him recently? He always rebukesfor no reason.

I've never offended him, have 1?’

Maeve was simply confused. Looking at his aloof expression, she could only temporarily suppress the doubts in

her heart and try to discuss with him. She asked, "Can you not check them now?"

Byron said said calmly, "Givea reason."

"I'm already at the finishing stage of your suits. I'll give them to you the day after tomorrow at the latest," Maeve

explained. "They're not completed yet. If you check them now, you'll lose a sense of surprise." She was quite

confident in those suits,

Hearing that he would be surprised, Byron raised his eyebrows slightly, and the indifference in his eyes

dissipated a little. His expression did not change, but his voice was filled with displeasure. "So you wantto go

back like this?" Maeve's eyes darted around. When she saw the coffee mug beside her, she immediately had an

idea. "I'll treat you to coffee! It's hand-made. Everyone who has tried it says it tastes good!" Byron frowned

slightly. "Who "Who has tried it?"

He wondered if that gigolo

had tried it.

Maeve thought for a moment. "A designer in the office who's on good terms withand Ms. Mason."

Byron's expression softened a little before he nodded reluctantly. "Then I'll give you a chance. If it doesn't taste

nice, you'll have to bear the consequences."

"It will absolutely taste nice!" After saying that, Maeve turned around and went to the coffee table to make

coffee.

Byron crossed |

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arms and sized up the stuthat was already exclusive to Maeve.

many things son the workbench. Maeve had neatly categorized the fabric, needlework, chalk, and various

clothes-making tools so that they did not look messy.

thing was well-organized at a glance.

The stuwas as simple as her.

Byron walked to her workbench and picked up two notes that she had casually written,

The densely packed measurements and calculations were rigorous and meticulous.

It was completely different from her usual muddle-headed and slow style.

The second note, however, had a huge crying face drawn on it. It even said, [I've spent all my mathematical

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Byron showed a smile. Suddenly, he heard Maeve shout behind him, "Byron, the coffee is ready."

Maeve put the second pad away and turned to Maeve.

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The fragrance was pure, and the taste was rich and smooth. Even the coffee made by the Mcdaniel Group's

secretary, who was the best at making coffee, could ot compare to the one in Byron's hand.

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tasting it, Byron raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Did you specially learn it?"

Maeve nodded. "During my college time, | worked part-tin a cafe for a period. The manager saw that | looked

young and taughta few moves."

This was not the first tByron had heard about her part-tjobs.

However, he did not expect her to have so many part-tjobs while she was in college.

"Were you short of money when

Ou were in college?" he asked.

"If I didn't need money, why would | do part-tjobs every day?" Maeve took a sip of coffee and gently pursed

her lips. "But those part-tjobs weren't for nothing. The things I've learned from them have cinto use

now." Not only could she earn money from those part-tjobs, but she could also enrich her life skills. She was

actually quite satisfied. Byron's eyes were deep. "Your parents didn't care about you?"

Maeve said,

"Well... When | applied for the colleges | wanted to go to, | made the decision that they didn't agree. They

probably felt that their dignity had been challenged, so they stopped givingliving expenses." She

remembered that when she was at her worst, she couldn't even afford the cheapest bread in the canteen. She

could only have the free oatmeal to fill her stomach.

Now that she thought about it, she couldn't even remember how she got through it.

Maeve stopped recalling the past and asked him, "You've askedso many questions, but why haven't you said

anything about your past?"

"What do you want to know?" Byron asked calmly.

Maeve thought for a moment. "I heard from Bonnie that your family has two sons. One is you, and the other is

Neville Mcdaniel."

Byron said, "Yeah."

"But | remember you tellingthat your parents valued their adopted son more and were not close to you."

Maeve was puzzled. "So I'm thinking that the rumor about your family having two sons is fake. Actually, you are

the only Mcdaniel family's biological so

Bonnie's information was incorrect, indicating that the Mcdaniel family had never revealed Neville's true identity.

The outside world still regarded Neville as the second son of the Mcdaniel family.

Maeve didn't quite understand and thought, 'Why? Isn't it said that these wealthy families value blood relations

the most?*