The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 490 Bonnie smiled generously. "Hello." Clem nodded slightly at her. He was polite but not warm. "Hello" "Clem, who are you looking for? Do you need my help?" Maeve asked again.

"No, thanks, She's just a kid I met in university, I suddenly remembered she said she lived here, so I cover to take a look." Clem looked at the house not far away. "But she probably moved away." A kid he met in college? What kind of kid will go to university? thought Maeve.

Maeve felt Clem's words were a little strange but did not overthink it.

On the other hand, Bonnie seemed to have noticed something. She followed Clem's gaze and saw the house that Maeve used to live in. She suddenly realized something and looked between Clem and Maeve. 'There's a story, thought Bonnie.

Heaven must have heard Clem's thoughts. Before they reached the restaurant, Bonnie received a call from her friend and was called away.

There were only Maeve and Clem at dinner. The candlelight music and the night scenery by the window perfectly matched the wish he had made before he left.

"Clem, do you mind if I call someone else?" Maeve suddenly asked.

Clem wanted to be alone with her but valued her wishes more. In addition, he thought she was calling her friend over, so he naturally did not object.

Maeve lowered her head and sent a message to Byron. [Are you done? Where are you?] Byron: [Speak your mind.] He was quite cold.

ar Maeve pursed her lips. [Oh, it's nothing. I'm just having dinner with my friend Delicacy Store. I want to ask if you've eaten. Do you want to cover and join me?] Byron: [Do you think I have nothing to do?] Maeve watched as Byron who had told her not long ago that he was not free appeared in the 2. 2.

restaurant ten minutes later.

He was wearing a dark suit and had a cold expression. His hair seemed to be intentionally styled to be swept back, revealing his forehead to appear more elite and dignified. She waved at him. "Here." Byron looked past her face, which was holding back her laughter and landed on the man sitting opposite her. Clem's aura changed at the moment he saw Byron.

He narrowed his eyes and observed Byron who had sharp edges everywhere. The deterrence he felt from Byron was vaguely comparable to the previous godfather of the Mafia. Who is he to Marve?' thought Clem.

1/3 17:12 Sat, Jan 4 Chapter 490 Clem was thinking when he heard Maeve introduce him. "Clem, this is my fiancé, Byron Mcdaniel." Clem thought, 'Her fiancé?' Byron thought, 'Who is he?' Maeve's short sentence made the two men's gazes change instantly.

# 59% +5 From the initial probing to hostility mixed with the smell of gunpowder. They had developed a dislike for each other before they could even start talking.

Who is worthy of being Maeve's fiancé?' Clem snorted in his heart.

However, on the surface, he smiled elegantly and said, "Hello, I'm Clem Holland." Byron casually sat down beside Maeve with an indifferent expression. "Hello, I've never heard Maeve mention you before." "Maybe it's not easy for Maeve to open her heart to others. She has always toldeverything she knows. She has been like this since she was little," Clem retorted with a smile. "Yes. Her thoughts are sometimes sensitive. She likes to confide in her best friends when she finds it difficult to speak to me." Clem, who was called Maeve's best friend, was speechless.

Maeve was looking at the menu. She could not sense the glint of the two men's blades when they were talking. She only felt they were chatting quite well.

"Byron, what do you want to eat?" Maeve asked him after ordering a few dishes.

Byron turned to look at her. "Order for me. You know what I like to eat." His words stabbed Clem in the chest again.

Maeve hummed and ordered a few of his favorite dishes. She then told the waiter not to add garlic before handing the menu to Clem.

"Clem, there are a few dishes on the menu that contain peanuts. Be careful not to order the wrong thing because you're allergic to peanuts." Clem felt proud and elated at that moment.

He was overjoyed. As he took the menu, he quickly glanced at Maeve. His ears immediately turned red. "Okay." Seeing his love rival's reaction, the faint smile in Byron's eyes instantly disappeared. Then, he looked at Maeve. "Have you settled the matter you cto Greenhaven?" Maeve choked on a mouthful of orange juice and coughed a few times. She looked back at him guiltily, "Do you know why I'm here?" "It is hard to guess." "It's not done yet, but I don't plan to continue," Maeve said helplessly. "Since I can't find that man, I'll pretend he doesn't exist.

When Clem heard her words, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Maeve, who are you looking for? Perhaps I can help." Maeve waved her hand repeatedly. "No, thanks. It's too troublesto find him. I've given up." "It's fine. It's no bother" Clem looked at the vase in the middle of the dining table. "Besides, we don't need to be so formal 2/3 17:12 Sat, Jan 4 Chapter 490 with each other." Byron let out a low snort.

D 59% +5 "Mr. Mcdaniel, what do you think?" Clem's smile faded.

"Maeve is my fiancée," said Byron, slowly picking up a small piece of pork rib for Maeve. "Her business is mine. Witharound, we won'tm trouble you, Mr. Holland." "Clem leaned back, and his unbridled eyes filled with arrogance. I'm a rebellious person. The more something is taboo and untouchable, the more I want to possess it. "Mr. Mcdaniel, be careful. Pray you can hold that thing forever. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to take it away." Byron's thin lips curled up coldly and said, "Anytime." Clem looked like a gentleman, but he had a low moral sense. Common sense was just a bunch of hogwash to him.

Not to mention that Byron was only Maeve's fiancé, even if he was her husband, Clem was not afraid.

Maeve did not know what they were talking about, but she saw Clemm looking at the vase on the table with aldetermined and wild gaze. She hesitated. "Clem, you seem to like this vase very much? Why don't you ask the restaurant if you can buy it?" said Maeve.

'Could it be that his social phobia has worsened and he has started treating that vase like a human?' thought Maeve.

Byron chuckled again. "I'll inform the manager later. Mr. Holland, the restaurant can sell it to you for your deep love for it.

Delicacy Store was also a restaurant under the Mcdaniel Group.

Clem was speechless.

He suddenly regretted agreeing to Maeve's request.

Clem sighed. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands before he was about to eat. Maeve's sharp eyes saw the inexperienced embroidery on it. "Clem, I think I've seen you use the handkerchief before." Maeve felt it looked a little familiar. "Can you letsee it?" 3/3 SEND GIFT COMMENT 111