Maeve quickly covered Theo''s little mouth andughed awkwardly to make up for it. Just kid''s talk. You know. No offense Don''t take it seriously."


    Byron''s expression did not change. He nced at Theo''s small body and said with a faint smile, "It''s not toote to say this when you''re as tall as my legs. "Shorty!"


    Theo''s eyes widened in a huff. What did you say?"


    "So what if I''m short! Were you so tall whening out of your mother''s body?" Theo''s soft and cute face flushed with


    "One day, I''ll grow taller than you and beat you to the ground!"


    anger.


    "Just you?" Byron''s thin lips curled up slightly. "It''s impossible even if I give you another 30 years."


    Theo was so angry that his cheeks puffed up as heined to Maeve, "Look at him. He mocked me for being short. I''m quitting the breakfast!" Maeve touched his little head gently. "You''re not short at all. You just haven''t been at that age. And I just like short kids like you. So cute!"


    Will leaned his head over.


    "What about me?"


    "You''re cute too!" Maeve rubbed his head.


    Theo threw a smug look at Byron. "You''re tall, but Mommy said she likes short people like me!


    They just looked at each other across the dining table with hostility. Just like that, this feud was formed.


    After breakfast, Maeve reluctantly separated from Will and sent Theo to kindergarten.


    Dreamscape had been silent for a few days due to the news on the Inte. Maeve had been kidnapped and hospitalize previously, so she had missed the best time to deal with it. The studio''s public image had probably already been determined just like that Maeve walked into the studio and found that the atmosphere inside was a little strange.


    She called her assistant, Paige, into the office. She wanted to know what had happened in the past few days when she was not here.


    "Ms. Reese, can I ask you a question?" Paige asked carefully.


    "Just say it."


    "Are you Mr. Mcdaniel''s wife?" Paige asked tentatively and slowly


    Maeve was stunned and denied, "No, we''re already divorced."


    "But the Mcdaniel Group''s legal department sent a warning letter to theizens who ndered Mr. Mcdaniel, also to the people who ndered you." Paige looked excited. "Moreover, the Mcdaniel Group also posted a statement on social media to rify this matter. Mr. Mcdaniel is defending you!"


    Maeve could not help but sweat. "Calm down. When did this happen


    "On the night that the fake news of you murdering Gilbert Mcdaniel was exposed online, you should have checked the news, right?" Paige answered.


    Maeve indeed hadn''t. She asked Paige to go out first. Then she started to watch the news online.


    Thest time the Mcdaniel Group''s ount was updated was five years ago. The homepage was so simple, exueling the same cold and distant aura as their boss,


    The top post was the rification statement. It summarized the truth of the incident in a few words, as well as the police''s evidence that she was not the real murderer of Gilbert Mcdaniel It warned that if people were still making groundless usations and maliciously defaming Mr. Mcdaniel and Ms. Reese, the legal department of Mcdaniel Group would pursue their responsibility.


    In Kleymond, the legal department of the Mcdaniel Group was crowned as the No-Loss Legend.


    Those gossipyizens all deleted theirments and apologized.


    They all knew that the blogger who defamed Maeve as a murderer had been in prison.


    As for the otherizens who had maintained their rationality from the beginning to the end, they all came to cheer up justice.


    Serves you right! Some people just think the Inte is awless ce. Now karma ising.]


    [That person was quite stubborn back then. He said that even if Maeve would kneel down and beg him, he would still reveal the truth. Why he is the one kneeling down now?]


    [Am I the only one who smells something fishy? Why is that post so protective of the boss'' ex-wife? Don''t tell me this is Mr. Mcdaniel''s order.]


    [So I''m not alone! I also think this is very unusual. So Mr. Mcdaniel is really protective of his ex-wife!]


    [Although the ex-wife is also a wife, Mr. Mcdaniel is getting married next month, right? The woman is from the royal family of Erancia. Guys, stop.]


    [Perhaps the Mcdaniel Group just sued the people who ndered Maeve together. o it has nothing to do with Mr. Mcdaniel at all. Some people are just fantasizing. Could it be Maeve''s alternate ount?]


    Most of thements were discussing whether there was still a rtionship between Byron and Maeve.


    One of them even made it to the top. [I admit that Maeve is an outstanding woman, but her background is far inferior to Mr. Mcdaniel''s fiancée. This is a gap that she can''t close even if she uses her entire life. They are destined to be unsuitable. You should take a break.] Maeve rolled her eyes. "Why making this stupidparison?"


    However, soon, Maeve did not have time for such trivial matters.


    Several distinguished guests came to the studio one after another. They were all people that Maeve had seen at the police station yesterday.


    The higher one''s status was,


    the more one valued favors.


    Maeve had saved their children and their families. Naturally, they paid a visit in person to express their gratitude.


    A few richdies had booked all the gowns for the next six months. They had even taken a fancy to the new children''s clothing and made orders of dozens of sets. It didn''t look like they were here for a customized service. Instead, the orders were so big like retailers Marve was very calm all the time. The smile on her lips was just polite and decent, not servile at all.Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    She knew that this was just the beginning. When thesedies put on the custom-made gowns by Dreaniscape, the battle to


    make aeback truly be. She had to see every step clearly to ensure that she walked steadily.


    Little did she know that thosedies who were used to ttering her had a good impression of her. Even their expectations for the gown had soared.


    Before she got off work, a well-dressed mother came with her daughter. Unlike the guests who had purelye to repay her kindness, they were here purely for a customized wedding dress.


    Maeve could tell at a nce that this was a domineering mother, who hardly gave her daughter any chance to interrupt when talking and allowed no change in her decisions.


    Her daughter looked reluctant, who had been frowning and pulling a long face ever since she entered as if she was being forced.


    "If you don''t listen to me now, don''t think that I can help you solve your problems in the future." Her mother''s expression was stern, and her tone was admonishing. "You should know how important marriage is to families like us. You''re not young anymore. Recognize the reality and priorities of your life."