The Heir's Secret Bride

The meaning behind her words was too obvious. Byron's expression turned slightly cold and he only said one word, "Yes."

In the end, Maeve rejected Warren's proposal, even if he was doing it for her sake.

However, she did not think that it was wrong to have a bad background. She did not have the right to choose her parents and family, nor was she interested in making herself suffer to please the public for the sake of a good reputation. She only needed to be herself. The rest was up to the heavens.

Warren was very regretful, but he still respected her decision.

Maeve felt guilty and touched. To be able to sacrifice so much for a completely unrelated person like her, it could be seen that Warren really treated her as his junior.

However, other than feeling touched, she also felt an indescribable strange feeling in her heart.

Perhaps she was not used to others being so nice to her.

At night, Maeve was invited to attend Warren's banquet. It was said that he wanted to introduce his son, who had just returned to the country, to everyone. Many celebrities and influential people came.

Among the group of wealthy wives, at least half of them are customers of Dreamscape.

Unlike before when they would greet Maeve with big smiles as soon as they saw her, now, as if they were afraid of being associated with the daughter of a wanted criminal, they would pretend not to see her even when she was right in front of them.

As a result, the area around Maeve was just like the Arctic Circle, cold and ignored by everyone.

She didn't mind and took the cake and drink she had just taken to the garden to enjoy.

As she was walking, suddenly the hem of her skirt sank. Fortunately, she managed to stop in time and clutched her chest. Otherwise, the dress would have been pulled down.

Maeve turned around and saw a woman in a golden gown standing there with a provocative gaze.

"The daughter of a wanted criminal dares to come to such a banquet? How shameless. She's really lowering the standards of our guests."

Her two companions behind her immediately laughed when they heard this.

"You already said that she's the daughter of a wanted criminal. I reckon she doesn't even have any sense of shame. If I were her, I would knock my head against the wall and kill myself." "Do you want security to come in and guard us? There's a descendant of a jewelry thief here. I'm really worried about the valuable items on us."

Before Maeve could speak, a gentle and pleasant male voice suddenly interrupted, "Ms. Reese is an important guest we've invited. Are you questioning our Richard family by saying this?" A young man in a dark blue tuxedo walked over. He was handsome and elegant, looking very noble.

The faces of the women who were stirring up trouble immediately turned red.

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This was the main character of tonight's banquet, the only son of Mr. Richard. He was also the only candidate to inherit his billions of assets in the future.

"Mr. Richard, we're just having a friendly exchange with this Ms. Reese."

"Yes, it's all a misunderstanding."

Arthur smiled. "It's good that it's a misunderstanding. I hope you ladies have a good time tonight."

The few of them looked at him shyly and left reluctantly.

Arthur looked at Maeve again. "Ms. Reese, I hope what happened just now didn't affect your mood. Otherwise, it would be our fault for not entertaining you well."

"Of course not. Mr. Richard, you're too kind." Maeve smiled. "I have to thank you for helping me out just now."

Arthur nodded, a smile on his handsome face. "If you need anything, please come to me anytime. I won't disturb you anymore. See you later."

Maeve nodded slightly. "Okay, see you later."

After sending Arthur off, Maeve found a quiet corner to eat the cake.

Coincidentally, she heard some gossips again.

Perhaps it was because the aftermath of the previous incident had yet to fade, she could hear people talking about her background wherever she went.

Needless to say, the bathroom was full of gossip.

Maeve washed her hands and returned to the banquet hall. Not long after, there was a commotion in front. Someone shouted that she had lost her diamond necklace, which valued at over million dollars and had just been bought from

overseas.

Almost instantly, Maeve felt the gazes of the people around converge on her.

Maeve felt a chill down her spine. It was not because she was suspected, but because everyone seemed to be certain that she was the one who did it.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"I told you that she's ill-behaved. With a father like that, how can she be anything good?" The woman in the gold gown who had deliberately stepped on the Maeve dress sneered.

"Mr. Arthur was kind enough to help her just now, but she turned around and ruined his banquet."

"Search her. I think she's most likely the one with the necklace. Don't let her get away."

No matter how much Maeve did not care about the opinions of others, she was still a little suspicious of herself when she saw such a publicly condemned scene.

Just because she was the daughter of a wanted criminal, she deserved to be treated as a criminal?

The owner came to Maeve, hoping that she would cooperate with the search.

"Police work requires evidence. What's your basis?" Maeve's face turned cold. "When and where did you lose it?"

The woman in the gold gown immediately pointed out, "I saw you reaching into someone's bag in the washroom just now. I didn't see what you were holding, so I didn't expose you!"

The owner glared at Maeve. "Are you going to cooperate with us to search your body, or should I call the police? You look

like a well-behaved young lady, but why are your hands and feet dirty? What did your parents teach you!"

"Her father is on the run from a wanted criminal. How can he teach her?" The person said with a great laughter. Malicious mockery came from the crowd.

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"Those of you who have parents might not be as well-mannered as me who doesn't have parents. Otherwise, you have said such rude words in public and affected the atmosphere Maeve retorted. wouldn't

The person who laughed immediately blushed and hid in the crowd.

Maeve then said to the owner, "If you want me to cooperate with you, you have to show me the evidence first. Just by opening your mouth, you can convict someone. Are you a judge or a mage? If you're so capable, why don't you pray to the heavens and spit at me?" The people around them couldn't help but laugh.

The owner's face alternated between green and purple, and her lips trembled from Maeve's retort. "You cheap..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the hanging LCD screen in the banquet hall suddenly lit up.

A financial interview was being broadcasted in real time.

Sitting opposite the host was a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes. He was the Mcdaniel Group's current leader.

Byron rarely showed his face in public. He never accepted any interviews or reports. There were not even many photos of him online. He was quite mysterious to the public.

Those who did not have a high enough status in the industry did not even have the right to see him with their own eyes. This was the first time he had appeared on television, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

Maeve was no exception.

After leaving the hospital last time, she did not take the initiative to look for him again.

She only knew that his eye injury had completely recovered. Not long ago, he was discharged from the hospital and brought the company's higher-ups to discuss a billions of dollars business deal. He made it to the financial news and was in the limelight for a while. No matter how much Maeve ignored things related to him, she could not avoid the people around her constantly mentioning him.

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