The Heir's Secret Bride

Byron was in a meeting when his phone, tucked away in the drawer, lit up. He glanced at it briefly, but the moment he saw the screen, his mood shifted-instantly cold.

The head of the Project Planning Department was talking about the project's progress when he noticed the change in Byron's demeanor. His voice started to shake, and he stumbled over his words, even messing up an important figure. Byron's eyes snapped up, cold and sharp. "Mr. Landon, why don't you just hand our company over to the competition? Why waste hundreds of millions?"

"S-Sorry, Mr. Mcdaniel. I got that wrong" Nicholas Landon stammered, visibly sweating as he tried to fix his mistake.

When the meeting finally wrapped up, Byron stood and walked out without a word. The rest of the team stayed seated, letting out deep breaths like they had just survived a near-death experience.

"Man. I forgot how intimidating he can be. Thank God it wasn't my turn to report," one of them said.

"He's been in a bad mood the last couple of days. Just be careful

"Isn't being in love supposed to make him softer? I don't even want to go near him unless he's in a good mood."

"Maybe he's having a fight with his girlfriend. Happens to everyone, right?"

They all sighed, quietly hoping their boss and his girlfriend would work things out soon, so they wouldn't have to keep walking on eggshells.

Back in his office, Byron sat down and clicked on the message he had just received on his phone.

Back in his office, Byron sat down, pulled out his phone, and opened the messages. Two texts from Serena, and above them, a photo.

In it, Maeve was in an antique shop, leaning toward a guy in a wheelchair, smiling as he gently tucked a hairpin into her hair. His expression was soft, full of warmth like they were a couple deeply in love.

Byron's handsome face was dark as storm clouds, a deep frown etched across his brow. The corners of his mouth turned down in a scowl, enough to send shivers down anyone's spine.

In a sudden fit of frustration, he crushed the edge of his phone screen. A shard of glass dug into his fingertip, blood seeping out and pooling on the marble desk.

When Archer walked in to deliver some documents and saw the blood, he quickly said, "Mr. Mcdaniel, I'll grab a first aid kit for your wound."

"No need," Byron said, barely looking up as if the pain didn't register, His voice was ice-cold as he asked, "Did you follow up on what I asked this morning?"

I just got off the phone with the person in charge of the subsidary company. They'll bring the contract over this afternoon."

""Tell him to come now.

-"Got it

Meanwhile, after leaving the antique shop, Maeve had booked a lunch table with Jaylen Just as she was about to head out. her phone rang. It was Paige, letting her know that a well-known fabric supplier wanted to work with Dreamscape and was already there. Perfect timing-this supplier was at the top of Maeve's list. She couldn't pass this up.

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She hesitated for a moment and then told Jaylen apologetically have to rush back to the studio. Something's come up. and I can't make lunch."

"It's just a meal; I can eat it alone, Jaylen replied with a smile, trying to keep it light. "Just go before I change my mind."

Maeve flashed him a grateful smile and hurried to the curb to catch a cab, Once she was gone. Jaylen's smile faded. He sighed and turned to Daryl "Push me back to the car."

"Sir, are you skipping lunch?" Daryl asked, surprised.

"Yeah, not feeling it," Jaylen said with a shrug.

Fifteen minutes later, Maeve rushed into the studio. Even though the supplier was well-known and respected in the industry, the person in charge was surprisingly humble and polite, putting her at case right away.

In under half an hour, they had everything locked down for the collaboration. The lawyer quickly drafted the contract, and both sides double-checked it before signing on the spot.

This time, it was a long-term deal, and the other party was ready to work with Dreamscape for a lower price than their rivals, which was a solid sign of good faith. Maeve felt a little like she was getting a steal. Since they were so reliable, she knew she couldn't be stingy. "Mr Sargent, are you interested in the new shark silk?" Maeve asked

Pablo Sargent's eyes brightened. "So, the production process is all yours, Ms. Reese?"

Yep, it's all mine. There's no one else involved," she said with a faint smile. "If you're interested, I can give your company the rights to produce the new shark silk."

Once the new shark silk hit the market, Pablo and the higher-ups in his company saw the endless potential in this unique

Pablo jumped material. Even without Archer's push, they were planning to reach out to Maeve. So, when she brought it up, at the chance.

T'd like to use 40% of the dividends to buy out your exclusive rights to the new shark silk. What do you think, Ms. Reese?"

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Forty percent sounded great, but as a buyout, it felt a bit tough. Maeve took a sip of her coffee and replied, "How about 45 (? And I need to make sure the new shark silk isn't sold to Indigo Enterprise." She had picked up on Indigo Enterprise's sneaky tactics from Haley Bennett. Since they tried to pressure her, she wasn' going to cut them any slack.

Pablo thought for a second, then reached out his hand to Maeve Alright, here's our great partnership."

"Cheers to that," she said, shaking his hand.

Once the supplier issue was sorted, things in the studio started to settle back into their usual rhythm.

If the previous supplier was the best in the mid-range market, this new one was at the top tier. The quality was in a league of its own!

Maeve was feeling pretty great about everything. She had a burst of energy while sewing the wedding dress.

Later that evening, she went to pick up Theo from kindergarten, She hoped to catch a glimpse of Will, but she was surprised to see him getting into the car instead.

"Will? You swapped with Theo again?" she asked, raising an eyebrow

"Yeah, Mom." Will took off his lensless round glasses and flashed a smile. "The psychologist is coming tonight, and I didn't want to deal with that, so I switched" 07:14 Thu, Nov 7

"Are you feeling okay? Maese gently touched his head. "Is there anything Mommy can do for you?"

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Will didn't mind that his hair was a mess; instead, he leaned into her palm with affection. Tm happy now that I have you

and Theo around."

It had been a while since he'd felt emotionally unstable. Lately, he could find calm just by knocking on the meditation drum,

Marve's heart swelled at his words. She leaned down and kissed his check. "As long as you're happy! If you're ever feeling down, just tell me. You don't have to be tough all the time; we're here for you" Will blushed and nodded, looking a bit shy.

"But seriously, why skip out on counseling? Isn't Dr. Malvis your good buddy?" she asked, curious.

Will, always polite, did not want to trash talk, so he replied, "Dr. Malvis is super enthusiastic, but I'm just not used to that."