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He Instructed Archer, "Helpclear tomorrow afternoon and the third of next month."

Eventually, he added, "I'll double your bonus this month."

Archer's resentful gaze immediately changed. He raised his head and puffed out his chest. "Thank you, Mr.

Mcdaniel! I'll arrange it for you now!"

'What is hardship? If | had money, | could lose all my hair, and | wouldn't care!" Archer thought.

Archer pondered and realized it didn't matter how heartless a man was. As long as he fell in love, he would

becvery humane. Byron would always be gentle if Ms. Reese didn't quarrel with him.

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Two days later, Maeve realized that someone had slandered her online.

A well-known designer in the fashion industry, Faye, with a million-dollar fan base, insulted Maeve.

One look at the profile picture, and Maeve recognized her as the woman who had confronted her at Islaton

Private International Kindergarten the other day.

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Faye made a post filled with self-pity. She described how an outstanding and famous designer like herself was

suppressed by a new designer who got in through the back door, forcing her to give up a very important desig

opportunity.

She also mentioned that this new designer lacked respect for veterans in the industry. This rookie designer had a

bit of fame. overseas and did not take Faye seriously and spouted nonsense.

This post beca hot topic. The comments almost exceeded 50,000, and there were more than 200,000 likes

and shares.

The netizens in the comments were dissatisfied. They hated unambitious, unworthy losers who only knew how to

use their power to snatch other people's resources.

[Even a famous designer like Faye was bullied. Wouldn't it be even sadder if it was an ordinary person?] One fan

commented.

Faye's fans asked her to be straightforward and expose the nof the "talentless wench." They wanted to see

who had the nerve to be so shameless.

Faye first pretended to comfort her fans in the comments section to calm them down. She did not mention

Maeve's nbut vaguely mentioned that the job was related to Islaton Private International Kindergarten's

play.

One netizen commented, [My child is studying at Islaton Private International Kindergarten. Only Prerie Class has

a play. In the past, the parents were in charge of their children's costumes; there wasn't one designated

designer.] Another chimed in, [Faye said she was meant to take that position, but the rookie designer snatched it

from her. That's too much.]

Another citizen added, [Perhaps the principal thinks that the rookie designer is more talented? It's best we wait

and see.)

One of Faye's fans retorted, [The person above is Faye's hater, right? Are you saying that Faye is a liar? What a

joke. You are actually speaking up for the thief.]

Another fan commented, [Speople probably think the new designer is innocent because she got in through

the back door.]

An angry fan said, [Islaton Private International Kindergarten's principal has poor taste in fashion. He's lost a

valuable

with. Don't embarrass the designer and chosen a talentless wench. | want to see what costumes this lousy

designer comes up school!]

Public opinion was not one-sided, and there were many

reasonable netizens.

Unfortunately, Faye's fans took over the top comments and drowned out the voices of reason.

No one liked to be scolded like this, but Faye didn't expose the rookie designer. If Maeve stood up for herself, she

would be at a disadvantage.

Maeve put down her phone with a cold expression. She did not want to look at the vulgar comments anymore

and continued to make the costumes for the play.

Instead of arguing with those clowns online, she might as well spend her timproving her skills. At least she

could get something out of it.

There were a total of twenty-one costumes for the play. Of course, Maeve couldn't do all of them by herself.

She only designed two unique costumes for her sons.

She used common templates to make costumes for the other children, which saved a lot of time.

After work, Maeve went to Jaylen's residence as usual.

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He rarely coughed up blood these days, and this was probably because he had been taking his medicine on time.

However, he was still sickly and was not in high spirits. They had not received a response from Rudolf in a long

time. Even Theo said there was little hope of a reply unless a miracle happened.

This also meant that Jaylen's life was destined to deteriorate rapidly in the next six months.

Maeve urged him to go for a walk around the villa. She thought about his condition and couldn't help but sigh

deeply.

"I'd like to see Theo's performance too." Jaylen coughed twice and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that he'll nag at

me. | didn't even dare to see him after | returned home." When Theo spoke, one would think he was Jaylen's

"elder brother."

Maeve thought about how Byron would also be present for the play. She couldn't imagine the scene when Byron

meets Jaylen...

However, she still braced herself and said, "The principal gavemany invitations. I'll bring sto you

tomorrow. Theo will be very happy if you watch his performance." "What about your other child?" Jaylen asked

softly. "Do you get along well with him?"

Maeve had already told Jaylen that Will was still alive, but she hadn't brought him over yet.

"He is doing well. He's very adorable." Maeve's gaze softened. "He'll also participate in the play. You'll see him

then."

She really hoped Jaylen would meet Will. If he hadn't taken care of her back then, she wouldn't have been able to

give birth to both her sons safely.

Jaylen nodded. "I'll be looking forward to it."

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Islaton Private International Kindergarten Arta and Theatrical festival.

Maeve could not contact Byron, so she thought he would not be able to attend the play.

When she woke up, she saw him standing in the room, changing his clothes. His back was facing her, and his

broad and smooth back was exposed in front of her.