The Heir's Secret Bride

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"Mr. Mcdaniel, sorry to disturb your meal. I have something important to report to you." Archer walked over with a solemn expression. "It's about Kuskait's pharmaceutical company."

Byron nodded slightly and turned to Maeve. He said, "Eat first. Il go deal with it."

Maeve replied, "Okay."

Maeve watched as Byron and Archer walked to a quiet place to talk. She rested her chin on her hand and pondered, 'Is he always so busy every day?"

Just as Maeve was pondering this, Serena said, "Mr. Mcdaniel is so busy every day and has very little free time. He most likely doesn't have much time to accompany you. Does it bother you?"

Maeve gave the question some thought. When she first got married to Byron, he was so busy that she rarely saw him. As time went on, Byron gradually began to return home more frequently. Maeve couldn't recall when the shift started. Maeve was not someone who craved company. Besides, both of them had their jobs to keep them busy. They didn't have time to be clingy with each other every day.

"No," Maeve replied with a smile. "He's busy and so am I. It feels fine."

"Mr. Mcdaniel is so lucky to have such an understanding girlfriend like you. Previously, I thought that he would marry his first love. Oops! I'm sorry. I spoke without thinking. Please don't take it to heart." Serena pretended to look vexed at her slip of tongue. Maeve was not offended, but she was curious. She asked, "His first love? I don't think I've heard him mention her before."

"Well, Mr. Mcdaniel was also once a young man madly in love." Serena elegantly took a sip of coffee and said with a smile, "Mr. Mcdaniel met his first love when he was in university. The girl was a high school student. I even saw the sketch of her that Mr. Mcdaniel drew at his house. I suppose although school romances usually don't end well, they're always unforgettable."

Byron had drawn a sketch of the girl.

Maeve immediately thought of the sketch in Byron's study. The girl in it looked very similar to Lynn.

She thought, 'I see. So the girl in the sketch was Byron's first love

Maeve also had an ex-boyfriend, so she did not mind Byron having a first love other than her.

However, she was puzzled. Byron had clearly told her in the past that he had never been in a relationship.

Maeve wondered if Byron had lied to her.

Serena saw Maeve's expression turn slightly ugly. Her smile deepened. She feigned ignorance and said, "Did I say too much? Don't mind me. I just returned to the country and don't have many friends. I hit it off quite well with you while chatting with you and subconsciously said more than I should have."

Serena was Will's friend. Therefore, Maeve had a good impression of her and did not notice that she was actually sowing discord.

Maeve said earnestly, "Not at all. Serena, I have to thank you for chatting with me. Otherwise, I would be bored eating alone." Serena was speechless. She thought to herself, 'Is this woman actually stupid?'

Serena's smile faded when she realized her words failed to affect Maeve. Serena finished her coffee and stood up.

She excused herself, saying, "ed to go home first to prepare some stuff. I have to go to Mr. Mcdaniel's house tonight to counsel Will, so I'll be heading off first."

Maeve nodded and waved at her. She said, "Goodbye, Serena. Thank you for your hard work."

When Serena turned around, the smile on her face completely disappeared.

Maeve was unaware that she had unintentionally angered Serena. She looked at the plate of shrimp that Byron had just served her and pushed it back to his side of the table angrily.

She thought to herself, 'Byron, you big liar.

He clearly had a first love, but he lied to her and said that he had never been in a relationship.

"What's wrong?" Byron returned to the dining table and saw Maeve moving the plate of shrimp back to his side. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You're so nice to me today. You even thought of sharing your food with me." Maeve paused when she heard the way Byron interpreted her action. She silently pulled the plate back.

She thought, 'Why should I share my food with him?'

Byron casually unbuttoned a button on his suit jacket. Every single one of his moves looked elegant. After sitting down, he asked her, "Were you and Serena talking about me just now?"

Maeve suddenly looked up.

She thought, 'Is he omniscient?'

Her thoughts were written all over her face. It was difficult for Byron to ignore. He asked, "What did you talk about?"

Maeve replied, "Nothing. We just talked about a man's first love."

Byron pressed her to elaborate, "And?"

Maeve looked at him. She asked, "Did you have one too?"

Byron paused and said truthfully, "Not really."

Maeve thought, 'Who is he trying to fool?'

Byron had personally sketched his first love and even placed the sketch on his table in his study to view whenever he wanted.

Maeve thought, 'How can he deny having a first love? Is he not telling me because he is afraid that I will be jealous? Maeve felt jealous. She was so angry that she took away the largest piece of smoked baby back ribs from Byron's plate. "Take them all." Byron gave her the rest of the row of ribs. He was secretly smiling.

Maeve reached out to protect her plate and said expressionlessly "No. I don't eat food handed to me out of pity." Byron was confused by Maeve's sudden change in mood.

In the afternoon, Maeve returned to the studio still angry at Byron.

Out of habit, she glanced at Tom's seat and realized that he was not there.

07:52 Wed, Nov 6ww.

After asking Paige, she found out that Tom had left the studio early in the afternoon and had not come back since.

"By the way, Ms. Reese, a guest is waiting for you in the reception room. He's been here for a while," Paige said.

Maeve went over to see who their guest was. It was Leon Anderson.

"Mr. Anderson, why are you here?" She asked in surprise. "Are you feeling better?"

Leon was wearing a white casual outfit. His short hair was clean and neat. His exquisite facial features were prettier than a woman's, but he did not look feminine. He looked like a scholarly gentleman. Leon seemed different from the last time Maeve met him.

He looked healthier and more cheerful now.

Leon smiled and answered, "Much better. The doctor said that I could come out for a walk today. I ended up coming over to your place. Sorry for making you and Byron worried last time." Maeve poured him a cup of coffee and said, "It was nothing. I'm quite happy to see you get back on your feet."

Leon looked at her without blinking. He said, "My old clothes don't fit anymore, so I wanted to ask you to help me make a few sets of men's clothes."

He had sent all the women's clothes back to Erancia.

From now on, Leon would live well on behalf of Lynn.

Of course, Maeve agreed. "Let me take your measurements first. You seem to have suddenly grown more than four inches

do it?" taller? How did you

Maeve had been wanting to ask Leon about his height. However, she refrained from doing so last time because the timing was not right.

She had always wanted to grow about an inch taller.

Her desire became even stronger whenever she stood beside Byron, who was over 6 feet 3 inches tall.

Leon scratched the back of his head and said shyly, "I used to take bone-shrinking pills, so I looked shorter than I should be. After taking the antidote, I returned to my original height."

Maeve was a little disappointed. She knew it. A person couldn't have suddenly grown more than four inches overnight. Leon wasn't a bamboo shoot.

Maeve sighed internally. She patted Leon's shoulder and signaled for him to follow her to the changing room to take his

measurements.

Leon touched the spot where Maeve patted him, his handsome face turning slightly red.