"Yeah." Byron picked up his coat from the sofa. Tm heading out "Okay, stay safe," Maeve said.


    exquisite.


    When Byron left, Maeve immediately ran to the refrigerator and opened it. On the middle shelf was a dessert box tied with a blue ribbon. She looked through the transparent window of the box. There were four rows of cakes. Each was different and all was tempting and "Wow," Maeve eximed. She had just eaten breakfast and was little hungry again. She couldn''t help but take one out to


    try.


    Though the cake was in the refrigerator, it was still soft. The fruit filling inside was sweet but not overly so. It also had a faint floral fragrance. Maeve finished it in a few bites, wanting more.


    A dessert box this exquisite was probably a gift specially prepared for guests at the cocktail party. Maeve did not know how Byron got it. She filled a box with two cakes and brought them to thepany.


    However,


    Karen


    when Maeve saw Karen downstairs, her happy mood vanished.


    had been waiting for Maeve for a while. She walked over and said, "Ms. Reese, are you free? Let''s talk."


    Maeve


    guessed the purpose of her visit and said directly, "Ms. Booth, I''ve already made it very clear to you on the phone yesterday."


    "I won''t take up too much of your time. I only need ten minutes Karen was unmoved. Her attitude could even be considered tough. "Or do you want to talk to me here?" Maeve was speechless. She wondered how could there be such an unreasonable person like Karen.


    After finding a table in a cafe, Maeve looked at the time and said, "You only have ten


    à minutes."


    Karen frowned at Maeve''s tone. She did not understand where Maeve''s sense of superiority came from when she was only a maid. She suppressed her impatience, took a card from her bag and pushed it toward Macve.


    Karen said, "Ms. Reese, let''s not beat around the bush. There are 50 thousand dors in this card. If you tell me who married Byron, it''s yours."


    The corners of Maeve''s lips twitched slightly. "Are you bribing me? I''ve already said I won''t tell you." She wondered if she looked like she was easy to buy off.N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    "I don''t know why you''re keeping it a secret. You''re just a maid. I''m closer to Byron," Karen said unhappily. "If you don''t want me to have Byron fire you, you''d better answer honestly,"


    Maeve almostughed at Karen''s bossy tone. She couldn''t believe Karen really thought she was a maid. Moreover, she wasn''t that easy to bully. "If you''re so close to Mr. Mcdaniel, you shouldn''t have to try so hard to know who his wife is from me," she retorted with a smile.


    Karen raised her chin slightly and said proudly, "I''ve known Byron for a long time. He lived in my house when he was young and grew up with me. Our feelings for each other are deeper than you can imagine." Maeve was slightly stunned to know that Karen and Byron had grown up together. So, when Bryon said that he lived in someone else''s house when he was young, he was living in Karents house.  08:21


    After taking a sip of water, Maeve suppressed the stratige feeling in her heart and said calmly, thought of a possibility?"


    Karen paused. "What?"


    Maeve curled her lips and looked at Karen. "That I''m Mr. Mcdaniel''s wife."


    "Ms. Booth, have you ever


    There


    was a short silence before Karen chuckled and mocked bluntly, "Are you joking? You don''t have any family background, talent, or ability. You''re just a maid. How dare you fantasize about being Byron''s wife?" ry matters Moreover, Byron had said Maeve was a maid. It was impossible. He would never waste his breath on unnecessary He was always honest. Maeve had to be lying


    Maeve shrugged when she met Karen''s contemptuous gaze. She had already told her the truth. If Karen didn''t believe her, there was nothing she could do. Ten min


    minutes is up. I''m going to work." Maeve put down the ss of water.


    "Not only did you fool me just now, but you still haven''t answered my question." A hint of anger appeared on Karen''s face. She could not take it anymore and scolded, "How dare you mess with me, you ****h?


    would not have been patient enough to sit at the same table as her.


    If Maeve weren''t Byron''s smaid, Karen wou


    Maeve''s eyes were cold. "You''re the b**h. Even dogs can mind their manners better than you." With that, she picked up the cake box on the table and left.


    Karen was so angry that her chest heaved. From the corner of her eye, she saw what was in Maeve''s cake box and was shocked. The cakes looked like they were made by Byron''s chef


    Karen concluded that she had to have seen wrongly. She had only eaten the royal desserts personally made by that chef twice, and it was during parties at the vi. Byron would not ask that chef to make such desserts. He did not like sweets. The idea that he would give food to a maid was ridiculous. Karen calm


    such med her breathing and stopped thinking about that. She took out her phone and called Alexis.


    After


    She entering the


    e office, Maeve forced herself to forget the unhappiness just now and devote herself to work. She didn''t leave the studio until she got off work in the afternoon, rubbing her sore wrists.


    had alreadypleted two sets of clothing. After she was done with the remaining pieces, she would hand them over to Leah for inspection. Then, she would be able to start making ready-made clothes officially.


    The fabrics needed for ready-made clothes were more particr than the sample clothes. When the time came, the model would have to wear it. Maeve would have to buy the fabrics and essories herself.


    Seeing the empty cake box on the table, Maeve pursed her lips and packed up for lunch. She found a random restaurant and sat down at a table. Not long after that, she received a call from an unfamiliar number. She answered, "Hello?"


    "Maeve, you cklisted us and didn''t reply to our messages. Are you really cutting ties with us?" Valda''s choked voice came from the other end of the call.


    Maeve was stunned. She had blocked her parents so Valda had changed her number and sent her messages every day asking her to transfer money to them. She had ignored them all. She had thought they would stop looking for her after a long time. but she did not expect this,


    "You''re thinking too much. I''m just very busy," Maeve said monotonously.


    Valda sobbed, "I admit that we were a little harsh on you previously. You probably think we''re biased toward your brother


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    and don''t care about you. But don''t forget, I gave birth to you. How can I not love you?"


    Maeve suddenly felt upset. You called just to say this?


    "Are you still ming me for forcing you to marry Mr. Graves and giving us money?" Valda wiped her tears. "I''ll be honest. Your father was deceived by his friend and owed him arge sum of money. If he can''t repay it, he might die. Otherwise, I wouldn''t have epted the Graves family''s engagement gift immediately and forced you to give us money. Do you think my heart won''t ache for you?" Maeve''s eyes were filled with shock when she heard this. "Why didn''t you tell me about this? Is it settled now?"


    "It''s settled. I didn''t tell you because I didn''t want you to worry, Valda said. "You''ve been so distant from us recently. Your father and I have also reflected on ourselves. We feel that we were too harsh on you in the past."