The Heir's Secret Bride novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120 

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“What’s going on?” Leah said. “Didn’t you say Mr. Mcdaniel was unwilling to sign the contract and wanted to give up on this contract?” 

However, Leah could tell from the assistant’s tone that Byron clearly wanted to make this deal happen. 

Maeve’s lip twitched as she thought. “Byron is doing this on purpose, right? Deliberately giving me a hard time, huh? He pulls this trick just when I’m ready to give up, and now he’s left me no way to say no. I can throw a fit, but I can’t let the company suffer losses because of me,” 

Maeve exhaled and said, “Ms. Mason. I’ll go to Mcdaniel Group 

Leah said, “Can you handle it? Princess Fiora’s request is ridiculous. She wants delivery within two months. With such tight deadlines, do you still have the energy to work on the suit?” 

She thought, Prince Loren only has one custom suit with requirements so minimal that they can be ignored, so he can be disregarded. 

Maeve’s eyes were filled with a glint of cheerfulness as she said jokingly, “Initially, I couldn’t handle it. But they offered too much. 

She thought, Once the custom orders on both sides are completed, I can at least pay a down payment for a house. Of course, I can handle it.” 

Leah was amused by her. “Alright, Go ahead then. 

Maeve went back to pack up her things and rushed to Mcdaniel Group. 

Upon reaching the first floor, Byron and the others came out of the building and walked toward the black Rolls–Royce parked in front. 

When he saw Maeve, he stopped in his tracks and gave a slight bob of his head at her with an indifferent expression, gesturing for her to go over. 

dun 

Maeve hesitated for a few seconds. Thinking of the contract, she bit the bullet and walked up to him under the gazes of others. 

Then, Byron’s warm palm clasped her wrist and brought her into the backseat of the car. 

“What are you doing?” Maeve said. She wanted to pull her hand away to get out of the car, but she heard the door close behind her. 

“I’m going to inspect the spa resort now and don’t have time to look at your contract, Byron said indifferently. “If you want to get the contract signed today, you will have to come with me lest I forget” 

Maeve frowned, feeling that something was off, but she couldn’t put her finger on it 

When they arrived at the spa resort, Byron and a group of higher–ups went to inspect, while Maeve was taken to a room to 

rest. 

The scenery here was fantastic, and the air was fresh. Moreover, every room’s open–air courtyard had its own jacuzzi. 

Maeve had only soaked in a jacuzzi during a trip with her college roommates. 

After graduation, she had to work hard and had no time to enjoy soaking in a jacuzzi. 

She looked at the jacuzzi steaming with white mist in the courtyard, feeling a bit tempted. 

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A moment later, Maeve wrapped herself in a towel and stepped into the jacuzzi. Her entire body was immersed in the warm water. As she gazed at the forest scenery ahead, she sighed in comfort. 

But gradually, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she could not exert any strength in her limbs. 

She seemed to hear someone calling her, but she couldn’t open her mouth to respond. 

Splash 

Someone with a pair of strong arms lifted her out of the jacuzzi. That person then strode into the room and laid her flat on the bed. 

“Maeve, wake up.” Byron called out to her in a serious voice. 

Maeve’s lips, flushed from the heat, were parted, and her eyes were tightly closed, making her look very uncomfortable. 

Byron frowned and took off the wet towel on her body. After drying her, he wrapped her in a bathrobe and covered her with a blanket to prevent her body temperature from decreasing. 

At this moment, he was not in the mood to think about anything else. Even more so, he had no romantic notions. 

He thought: This foolish woman managed to get herself fainted just from soaking in the jacuzzi. If I hadn’t come back after leaving abruptly, who knows what could have happened 

Thinking of what he had just seen, his slender fingers suddenly tightened, and the contours of his knuckles were striking. 

A few minutes later, Maeve woke up groggily. 

She was startled when she saw Byron’s grim and cold expression 

“Mr. Mcdaniel?” she said. “Aren’t you supposed to be working? How come you are here?” She then got up, holding the back of her throbbing head. “I just…” 

“From now on, you’re not allowed to go to the jacuzzi alone,” Byron said coldly. “Don’t you know how to get out of it if you’re uncomfortable! Can’t you think?” 

Maeve cowered from his reprimand. She guessed that she might have fainted and felt a little guilty. 

‘I didn’t feel it. I was so comfortable in the jacuzzi that I became drowsy.” 

She thought, “Unexpectedly, I would actually faint. 

Suddenly, Maeve gaw the bathrobe she was wearing and realized something. She looked up at Byron and swallowed her saliva, “You asked the female staff to help me change into it, right?” 

Byron’s thin lips let out a sneer, ruthlessly breaking her fluke. “Thelped you change into it myself. Why?” 

Maeve’s face instantly flushed, and she clutched her collar tightly 

She thought, ‘I’m not wearing anything under the bathrobe. Doesn’t that mean he saw everything” 

She was so shy and furious that she wanted to jump back into the jacuzzi again. After a long while, she said with difficulty, 

-Pervert!” 

Hearing this, Byron raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a mocking expression. “Maeve, do you have any conscience? If it weren’t for me just now, you would have lost your life. Is this how you treat someone who saved your life?* 

As soon as he said this, the blush on Maeve’s face quickly spread to her slender swan–like neck. With the white bathrobe complementing it, the color of the blush was so charming that it was dazzling. 

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It was as if a vibrant rose had bloomed on the snow. 

Byron’s eyes darkened and his Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily. 

“I’m sorry for being too loud just now,” Maeve said softly. Thank you for saving me.” 

Byron’s thin lips curled into a smile, and he said, “Well said. How are you going to thank me?”