The Heir's Secret Bride

Warren first mentioned the female housekeeper in his words, which initially indicated that there were other women in the house, so as to put Maeve at ease.

Furthermore, he invited her to help him taste the chefs' cooking. It was like an elder inviting a junior home for a meal. It was easy-going and amiable, and it was difficult to refuse.

Maeve felt that if she continued to refuse, it would be a little disrespectful. "Then I'll have to trouble you shame Richard."

Warren's home is located by the lake behind the police station. It is a white modern-style villa with a garden. It looks like it has some history, but it's not that dilapidated. From the diagonal direction, one can also see the playground at the back of the police station. Maeve thought to herself, 'The person who dared to live here must be someone who was honest. Otherwise, he would not dare to be so close to the police station.

As soon as Maeve arrived, she was warmly welcomed by the female housekeeper and the chef. They took out the tablet menu and let her order.

It was obvious that it had really been a long time since they showed their great cooking skills.

By the time Warren came downstairs after changing his clothes, the several desserts ordered by Maeve had already been prepared.

"Mr. Richard, would you like some?" Maeve politely asked Warren.

Warren sat down at the head of the table and said with a smile, "I don't really like sweet food, but I think it should be good to eat it once in a while."

After saying that, he told the female housekeeper a name of the dessert and asked her to give instructions to the kitchen.

Watching Maeve savoring the desserts carefully, Warren pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, unable to conceal the smile on his face. "You like sweets?"

Maeve revealed a smile. "Sweet food will improve one's mood."

"So you're not in a good mood today? Can I ask why?"

Maeve was silent for a few seconds. The silver fork in her hand gently poked the cheesecake, and her expression was a little lonely.

Warren immediately corrected himself. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. I'm not very good with words. My son always mocks me for only having a big mouth."

Maeve immediately smiled. "That must be your son acting cute with you. In my opinion, you're very good with words."

"I see." Warren finally understood.

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The two of them chatted happily like old friends who had not seen each other for many years. No matter what topic they were talking about, they could continue and speak frankly. The female housekeeper could not help but reveal a heartfelt smile. "I'm sorry, I need to go to the washroom." Maeve felt a faint pain in her abdomen. She guessed that it might be her period, so she stood up and asked the housekeeper where the washroom was.

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Maeve thanked her. When she was changing her sanitary pad, she realized that the back of her dress was dirty. No wonder the housekeeper kept blocking behind her.

She couldn't help but wail in her heart, 'I hope I haven't dirtied Warren's stool.

After she was done, Maeve walked out of the washroom with a red face. She saw that housekeeper was still waiting for her outside.

"Ms. Reese, I saw that your dress was dirty just now. Shall I bring you upstairs to change into clean clothes?"

"Would it be too troublesome?"

"Of course not. I've already asked Mr. Richard for instructions." The housekeeper smiled considerately. "Since you're here as a guest, we naturally have to do our best to make you feel comfortable." The housekeeper brought Maeve to a princess room on the second floor and took out a set of clothes from the cloakroom.

Maeve looked at the pink and exquisite decoration in the room and asked, "May I ask if this is the room Mr. Richard prepared for his daughter?"

"Yes." The housekeeper said, "Everything in here was personally arranged by Mr. Richard. He loves his daughter very much."

"What a good father he is," Maeve sighed.

"He's also a poor father." The housekeeper sighed and handed the clothes to Maeve. "This set of clothes has been washed but has never been worn before. Try and see if it fits."

Maeve changed the clothes and walked to the full-length mirror. She was stunned for a while.

This apricot-pink courtly retro long dress is quite unique. The hem of the skirt just reaches the ankles, adorned with delicate lace trim, giving the impression of flowers blooming with each step as one walks.

It was the first time she had worn such an elegant and elaborate piece of clothing, and she felt rather uncomfortable.

Maeve straightened her skirt and was about to go downstairs to thank Mr. Richard when she suddenly saw a huge photo hanging on the wall on the right.

She turned around and couldn't help but walk in front of the photo.

It was a photo of a man and a woman. The man was Mr. Richard and the beautiful woman standing beside him should be

his wife.

'Wait a minute, she looked a little familiar? Had I seen this beautiful woman somewhere before?' Maeve could not help but fall into deep thought. 'I would not forget such a beautiful person if I had seen her before, but why couldn't I recall it?" "Ms. Reese, are you done?" The housekeeper's voice came from behind.

Maeve immediately came back to her senses and nodded at the housekeeper. "Alright, I'll go down now."

Maeve went downstairs and returned to the dining room. She thanked Warren. "Mr. Richard, thank you for lending me such beautiful clothes. I will definitely wash them clean and return them another day."

Warren smiled and shook his head. "There's no need to return it This dress suits you very well. It looks very beautiful on

you."

"But this is what you prepared for your daughter...

"This set of clothes might want to go home with you more than keep it in the closet. Please don't refuse,

Maeve thought for a moment. "Thank you."

"You're too kind."

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Warren still wanted Maeve to stay for dinner, but Maeve was worried that the two children were still at home, so she rejected his good intentions.

After she left, the housekeeper couldn't help but laugh. "Mr. Richard, this is the first time I've seen a girl who doesn't show any fear in front of you and has such a cute and funny personality." Warren smiled. "She's indeed cute. I'm even a little envious of her father."

Maeve picked up the hem of her dress and entered the Retro Apartment. The moment she entered, she caught a strong and overpowering aroma of the prepared dishes.

The two little ones heard the sound and ran out. When they saw their beautiful mommy, who looked like she had just sneaked out of the palace banquet, they were stunned and kept circling her. Theo's round eyes were sparkling as he kept praising, "Mommy, mommy! Where did you go just now? You're dressed so beautifully! You look like a princess in the book!"

"The princess in the book is not as good-looking as Mommy," Will said with a serious face. "Mommy is the most beautiful."

Maeve was inflated by their praise. She lifted the dress and spun around. "Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Will blushed and confessed, "Of course it's my Mommy!"

The cute Theo next to her clapped his hands in a supportive manner. "It's you, it's you! Our great and beautiful hero mother!"

Maeve was left speechless by the cuteness of the two little ones and burst into loud laughter. 'As expected of you, the atmosphere was gone in an instant.'

A low voice of cough interrupted their acting addiction. Byron leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. His glasses did not move at all. His thin lips moved slightly. "Two little bootlickers." Just because Maeve would fall for it.