"Boss, what should we do?" Neville''s subordinate was shocked.


    "It''s more fun that way, Neville sneered. "If my opponent is too useless, how boring would that be? What''s more, I have a surprise for Byron, my good big brother. I have lived long enough for the surprise to corne, haven''t I?" After saying that sinisterly, Neville pulled his windbreaker, stepped onto the pier, and walked into the distance.


    Maeve received a call from Theo after dinner.


    Theo had aroused Byron''s suspicion of him, so he refrained froming today. Theo had been unhappy in kindergarten for almost a day. He called Maeve after he returned home.


    Maeve didn''t know about Byron, Will, and Theopeting for favor. When she heard Theo muttering about Byron, she thought Byron was bullying him.Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Soon, it was time for Theo to sleep. Maeve ced her phone by her pillow and sang a luby to coax Theo to sleep.


    When Byron came in, he heard her gentle and delicate singing. It was as if every syble hit his heart urately, leaving an echo.


    The ceiling light in the ward was not turned on. There was only a wall light beside the bed.


    Maeve was lying on her side with her head on her arm. She closed her eyes and hummed a song. The warm orange light shone on her body. It was unbelievably warm.


    Byron''s heart skipped a beat, and his fingertips started to heat up


    It was as if something sealed underground was about to break out of the ground.


    Her singing became softer and softer not long after.


    Maeve gradually fell asleep, but the phone beside her pillow was on the line.


    Byron walked to the bed and tucked Maeve in. He inadvertently saw the caller ID on Maeve''s phone screen, and his expression darkened.


    ''Sweet Theo. It is that boy again, thought Byron.


    Byron picked up the phone and looked at the nearly two-and-a-half-hour talk time. A trace of coldness appeared in his eyes. "Macve talked with the boy on the phone for so long and sang him a luby. She is good to him. Huh, thought Byron "Mommy" A sleepy voice suddenly came from the phone. He seemed to have given a kiss from afar. "Good night, Mommy. I''m going to sleep."


    Byron''s pupils shrank slightly. He tightened his grip on the phone, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged


    is it that child? What did he just call Maeve? Mommy?'' thought Byron


    Byron''s expression rxedter, and he pressed between his eyebrows.


    That child had said Maeve was his godmother. Perhaps that is what he calls her in private. Moreover, he looks about the


    age


    as Will. He can''t be Maeve''s child. Back then, Maeve only gave birth to Will Even if she and Jaylen had another child, the child would not be at this age, thought Byron SITIC


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    Byron stood by the bed and looked at Maeve''s sleeping face with deep eyes. Suspicion shed across his eyes,


    ''Is he really not?'' thought Byron again,


    The next morning.


    Maeve didn''t know their phone callst night almost exposed Theo''s identity, She only felt Byron''s gaze was a little odd.


    "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Maeve swallowed the oatmeal and touched her cheek in confusion. "Is there something on my face?"


    Byron''s probing gazended on her face. After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Is Jaylen''s friend close to you?"


    Why does he suddenly mention Theo? thought Maeve.


    Maeve''s heart tightened. "Yes, he is. His mother and I are good friends. He calls me godmother."


    "Is that so?" Byron took a sip of coffee casually. "Why did I hear him call you mommyst night?"


    Maeve''s scalp instantly went numb. She thought, "When did that happen? Why don''t I know? So, what does he suspect that makes him keep an eye on me all morning?


    "The people of Erancia are not particr about this. Sometimes, he calls me sister. Sometimes, Mommy Maeve swallowed with difficulty. I got such a cute son for nothing. I took advantage of him."


    Upon hearing herst sentence, Byron''s eyes turned slightly cold.


    "Oh! Is someone


    else''s son that good?"


    ''She could cruelly abandon her own son? thought Byron.


    Maeve thought Byron was still testing her, so she nodded affirmatively. "Kids. Aren''t they better off in someone else''s family?"


    Boom.


    Byron''s coffee cup fell heavily on the table.


    Byron stood up with a dark expression. "I still have something on. Eat by yourself."


    Realizing his expression was a little gloomy, Maeve could not help but frown and thought, ''How do I offend him by saying other people''s children are good? Could it be I don''t praise his child, and he feels unbnced? No way! Maeve, clueless, attributed Byron''s sudden anger to his undigested morning temper.


    Lynn came e over not long after breakfast.


    Maeve had mixed feelings about Lynn.


    At first, Maeve didn''t like Lynn because of her princess tendencies. She even despised Lynn for not having intelligence.


    However, Lynn''s act of not leaving Maeve alone in the freezer, even though she could walk away on her own, changed Maeve''s opinion of Lynn.


    After all, Lynn looked delicate and weak. However, she could actually carry Maeve and jump out of the window under such circumstances, Lynn''s courage was extraordinary.


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    "How are you? Are you alright?" asked Maeve, seeing she was pale "What did the doctor say?"


    I''m fine. The doctor told me to rest more," Lynn still looked innocent and ignorant, but her cheeks were slightly red. Tm here to return this to you."


    Maeve was stunned when she saw the coat Lynn handed over.


    It was the down jacket she was wearing on the day she was kidnapped.


    "Thank you. I forgot." Maeve took the coat. Her eyes were as bright as the crescent moon. "We both would have been dead if it weren''t for this coat. I must keep it well." Maeve wanted to buy ten more in case, based on the coat''s quality.


    Maeve originally thought Lynn would retort arrogantly without emotional intelligence like before.


    Unexpectedly, Lynn was odd today. Her face was red, and she looked shy. She even felt uneasy when facing Maeve....


    The feeling of a young girl yearning for love?'' thought Maeve.


    Maeve shook her head and threw the ridiculous thought out of her mind.


    "I... I can keep it for you," Lynn whispered. "Can you give it to me?"


    Maeve thought Lynn wanted to keep it as a souvenir, so she did not overthink it and handed it to her. "Sure, keep it well When