The Heir's Secret Bride

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Faye had enjoyed a few days of flattery from netizens and the practical benefits of stepping on others to climb up the ranks. How could she be willing to give up just like that?

If the public opinion was against her, she would buy fake reviewers to turn the situation around!

However, before she could buy employ the fake reviewers, Dreamscape Studio's lawyer's letter arrived first.

The Mcdaniel Group followed closely behind.

Faye sat in front of the computer and her face instantly turned pale.

*****Dreamscape was very busy. The only shortcoming was that there were too many people. The three reception rooms could not accommodate all of them.

Of course, Dreamscape could not serve so many customers at once. Other than the first ten guests who had made reservations, the others only left their contact details first and waited for the schedule later. These guests were not angry or dissatisfied. They cooperated so well that they did not seem like guests.

Maeve also realized that these guests looked unfamiliar on the surface, but in fact, they seemed to know each other.

However, it didn't seem like the company had come here to customize clothes.

This was because they all seemed to be of high status, and their conversation and temperament were very different.

Maeve was a little confused. 'Did someone promote us in the circle of rich people? Whatever, it was a good thing for Dreamscape!

Maeve touched her earlobe and planned to leave the washroom.

"Did you also come here after hearing the news?" Someone was talking outside.

"Isn't everyone who came here today for that reason?" Another person said.

"Even though the clothes here do appeal to me, I still can't figure it out. That person is in a special situation and doesn't care much about these external things. How could they take a small studio to heart?" "There aren't many things that can catch that person's eye. There must be something special about it."

"Maybe this place is run by that person's relatives?"

"Hiss, then I should be more respectful when talking to the boss later. Maybe it'll be helpful for my husband's promotion in the future."

"I have a publicity company under my command. It can just come in handy..."

Maeve stood in the cubicle with a dumbfounded expression as she listened to the guests' loud conspiracy. Her head was filled with question marks. 'Who was that person?'

It sounded like he had a very high status among these people. These people were afraid and wanted to please that person, so they patronized her studio.

However, after talking for a long time, they did not mention his name.

Maeve couldn't go out and ask. Otherwise, it would seem like she was eavesdropping behind1 it on purpose, it wouldn't look good.

Even if she didn't do

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After the guests outside left, Macve came out of the cubicle.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Since she couldn't figure it out anyway, she washed her face and went back to work.

*****At the same time, in the Mapledeca.

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The butler relayed this matter to Gale, "Perhaps the minister saw the Dreamscape album that you left on the table.*

That minister was the biggest blabbermouth, unable to keep anything to himself.

He was so eager to curry favor with Gale that he came up with such a scheme. Who would have thought that others would also take an interest after hearing about it.

Gale gave a nonchalant 'um' in response, without any special reaction.

When a person has been in a high position for a long time, even if they have no desires or demands, others will go to any lengths to please them.

"Is the gift ready?" Gale asked.

"It's ready," the butler said. "It's a little bit expensive. I don't think that Ms. Reese will accept it."

Gale raised his eyelids, his eyes filled with a coldness that could not be affected by anything. "She's a smart person. She won't refuse."

His life was much more valuable than a few sets of clothes.

He had only given her this gift so that they would not be involved in the future and save time.

The butler understood what he meant and did not say much. "Do you have any other instructions?"

"How are things going with Zephyr?"

"There's still no news from young Mr. Soar. I think he might be in trouble."

Gale didn't say anything else.

Maeve received a thank-you gift, the ownership of an office building, from Gale. After being shocked, she rejected it as the butler expected.

That person told her that Mr. Soar said that she was a smart person and knew how to choose.

Maeve felt uncomfortable when she heard that. 'Was it because I didn't reject him sincerely enough and gave Mr. Soar the illusion that I was asking for more benefits? Or do these rich people just like to spend money to buy peace of mind, regardless of other people's thoughts and feelings?'

Maeve admitted that she was not a person who treated money as dirt. Otherwise, she would not have kept an eye on the production progress even when she was hospitalized for 100 thousand dollars.

However, she really did not want to take Gale's thank-you gift.

Previously, it was because she didn't want to take credit for Jaylen. Now, it was because he made her feel unhappy.

She couldn't even be bothered to look at the person who made her unhappy.

"Please take it back and help me tell your boss that as long as he doesn't appear in ! third party will hear about the incident in Greenhaven, and vice versa."

me again, I guarantee that no

That person did not expect Maeve to be so stubborn. He left with the gift with a dark expression.

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As soon as he left, Warren arrived.

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"I'm here on business. I passed by your place on the way. I thought that it's just in the afternoon, so I sent coffee to you as condolences." A warm smile hung on Warren's face.

Maeve's eyes were filled with surprise. Then, she smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Richard. You're really timely. I was just about to get my assistant to prepare coffee in the afternoon." "That's good. I was worried I'd disturb you if I suddenly came over."

"Of course not. Mr. Richard is always welcome to guide us," Maeve joked.

The afternoon coffee sent by Warren was not a simple one. It was specially ordered from a star-rated restaurant. The manager and chef specially sent it over.

There were a total of five tables. It was so sumptuous that Maeve suspected that the people in the studio could not finish it.

Recently, because of her period, the two little ones had strictly controlled her sweet intake and did not let her eat too much, so she was quite happy to eat secretly.

As she ate, she thought that if Mr. Soar had sent her a small cart of desserts, she might have accepted them.

It was as if he was afraid that others would not know that he wanted to shut her up.

Maeve shook her head secretly.

After having coffee in the afternoon and sending Warren and the others away, Maeve began to get busy again.

When it was almost time to get off work, two customers brought over the gowns that they had ordered a while ago. They said that the size was too big to wear and needed to be modified

It didn't end until almost seven o'clock. It was already dark outside.

Maeve left the studio and saw a familiar figure standing there, as if waiting for her.

"Dr. Malvis?" Maeve called out to her in surprise. "Why are you here?"

Serena's smile was elegant and calm. There was no trace of the gloominess from yesterday's anger. "I'm here to look for you. I have something to do." "What is it?"

"It's not convenient to talk here. Let's talk in the cafe below."

Maeve felt a little strange. She thought about what Byron had said last night. She planned to reject her, but she was worried that it was related to Will. "Fine." When they arrived at the cafe, Maeve casually ordered a drink and asked Serena what the matter was.

Serena looked a little troubled. "Ms. Reese, actually, Mr. Mcdaniel should have told you about this, but after thinking about it, I still felt that I should tell you." 16:58 Thu, Nov 28