The Heir's Secret Bride

"Young lady, what's your name!" Mr. Chatterly asked.

"Maeve Reese."

"Maeve, thank you for saving my life." Mr. Chatterly clasped Mage's hands tightly and bowed to her.

The people around them looked in disbelief.

Maeve held Charles hands tightly. He looked fragile, and she was afraid that he might fall.

"Sir, you don't have to do this. I just did what I should do. It's no big deal."

In her university days, Maeve was a volunteer at a nursing home. She had encountered similar situations, so she dared to help.

Because she knew that if she missed the golden window, the consequences would be irreversible.

Hearing her say this, Charles felt that it was very rare for people to help others these days. He thought, just did what I

should do?

So many people were around, but no one dared to step forward to help him. They all stood far away.

These people usually showed respect for Charles, but at the critical moment, he was no big deal to them.

On the other hand, only Maeve was willing to step

forward.

Charles's admiration for Maeve increased. He look out a gold-plated business card and handed it to her. "Maeve, if you need anything in the future, just come to me for help. Don't stand on ceremony with me."

Maeve wanted to refuse, but Charles stuffed the card into her palm with the excuse that she should not refuse an elderly. Soon, the ambulance arrived. The assistant helped Charles leave the banquet hall onto the ambulance. They went to the hospital where Charles had a checkup,

The way the other guests looked at Maeve changed.

"If I had known that Mr. Chatterly was just choking, I would have gone up. The Chatterly family rarely gives out gold business cards, right?"

"In the past, I heard that if you go to the Chatterly family with the gold business card, you can ask them for anything. You can even ask for their family's shares. It's actually true."

"Which family does this lady come from? She was really good just now, and bold too."

"In short, she is not from an ordinary family, The gown she's wearing is a limited edition gown. You can't buy it even if you have money."

The gossip did not reach Maeve's ears. However, Byron heard it

"Mr. Mcdaniel, Ms. Reese was really bold just now Archer could not help but sigh. "If not for her, it would be hard to say if Mr. Chatterly would still be alive."

Everyone could tell that Charles' condition was critical just now It looked like a sudden illness.

That was why no one dared to step forward, afraid that he would offend the Chatterly family should anything happen to

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However, Maeve was not worried about that. Even if she did, she might still choose to save him without hesitation.

Byron thought of Macve's gaze when she stopped the assistant just now. He developed a strange emotion in his heart. Byron had never seen Maeve like that. She was like a thorny rose under the light, soft but firm, and had the power to protect herself. It was the complete opposite of her usual soft and gentle appearance.

A hint of interest appeared in Byron's eyes as the tip of his tongue slowly swept across the roof of his mouth. He was getting aroused.

Karen stood in the corner and listened to the guests praising Maeve. She gritted her teeth in hatred.

It was not easy for Karen to set up this trap. If Karen was lucky, Byron would get to know about Maeve's supposed affair tonight. Maeve's reputation would have been ruined, instead of being praised by everyone like now.

Karen thought, 'Didn't she just pat on Mr. Chatterly's back? Everyone must be thinking of that. What is there to be smug

about?

Maeve did not know about this. She received a message from Alex, asking her

60 to the other side of the banquet hall.

Alex was talking to a woman in her thirties who was wearing a dark purple suit. When Alex saw Maeve coming over, he immediately introduced Maeve to the woman! "Maeve, this is Ms. Linds Watson, the director from Trend Style Magazine."

Trend Style was one of the top fashion magazines in the country. Its founder had some connections with the royal family of a country, so the magazine had a high status internationally.

Maeve was surprised and said humbly, "Hello, Ms. Watson.""

Linds stretched out her hand to Maeve with a smile. "Hello, Ms. Reese. Your design at the last exhibition was indeed dazzling. Your combination of classical elegance and vintage style is quite outstanding. It's really surprising. The crewelwork was outstanding, fit for royalty."

This might be the difference between fashion directors and ordinary people.

When ordinary people saw beautiful clothes, they would only say, "Damn, these look so beautiful."

Linds, on the other hand, could grasp the essence of a design from many angles and summarize it.

As Linds praised Maeve, her cheeks turned slightly red. "You flatter me. I still have room for improvement."

Designers were the happiest when their work was recognized. Maeve was no exception.

"You're too humble." Linds' tone changed. "Will you be willing to do an interview for our magazine?"

Being able to get an exclusive interview with Trend Style was the lifelong dream of most designers in the country.

"Sure! I will be honored." Maeve's eyes were bright. She felt the blood in her body heat up slightly.

Linds smiled. "Let's hope our cooperation is a pleasant one."

"Yes!"

After Linds left, Maeve's gaze accidentally caught Alex's smiling eyes. Her level of excitement suddenly went down a little.

"Alex, is this..."

Alex knew what she was going to ask. He shook his head and derned it. "It really wasn't me. Ms. Watson took the initiative to look for me and asked me to help pull some strings and introder you to her." When Linds came to find Alex, Alex was very surprised.

He knew how outstanding Maeve was and guessed that she would be invited to be interviewed in a fashion magazine next

11owever, Alex did not expect Trend Style to be the first to look for Maeve.

After the banquet ended, Maeve returned to the Hancock Residence.

Bonnie had just been discharged yesterday and had returned home to recuperate.

She didn't know if it was because of the food in the hospital or something else.

Maeve realized that after Bonnie was discharged from the hospital, she had been sighing and complaining that her house was not as good as the hospital.

Maeve vaguely guessed something and teased Bonnie with a smile. "Are you reluctant to part with someone in the hospital?"

To be fair, Ray was quite handsome. He was a gentleman and had a sense of humor. It was not surprising that Bonnie would be attracted to him.

"No, I just feel that it's very troublesome to go for weekly checkups in the future. It's better to stay in the hospital and recuperate, Bonnie replied. "Fair enough. So why did you leave the hospital?"

"I can't help it. I have been there for so long. Bonnie mumbled. Then, she grabbed Maeve and said, "Theard that you went to the banquet with my cousin just now?" Maeve shook her head and told Bonnie about renting a house and Alex's parents forcing him to marry.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

When Bonnie heard the address Maeve mentioned, Bonnie subconsciously said, "Nobody lives next to Alex. That floor belongs to him."

After saying that, Bonnie realized Alex's intentions and immediately covered her mouth.

However, it was too

late.

"That floor belongs to your cousin?" Maeve was stunned. "No wonder. I was wondering why the owner was so generous."

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