The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 487 ON, 59%= +5 After a few seconds, Clem resigned himself to fate and opened the car door. However, he quickly sat in the innermost part of the car and did not dare to look straight at Maeve.

Maeve got into the car and asked, "When did you return to the country? Why didn't you tell me?" "Yesterday." Clem immediately sat up straight and placed his hands on his knees when he smelled the faint scent of rose coming from beside him. "I want to tell you when I get back to Kleymond." He did not even dare to look at Maeve as he spoke. He stared straight at the black leather car seat in front of him. Those who did not know better would think it was speerless beauty, making him unwilling to look away.

He was a completely different person from his previous attitude of being the best in the world.

Maeve was used to it. Other people's social phobia were AOE skills, but Clem was different.

His social phobia had been a single-target skill since he was young. It was only targeted at Maeve.

Wasn't it just Maeve snatched a lollipop from him when he was young? His vengefulness was comparable to her Theo.

"Clem, why are you here? Aren't you working in Chris Continent Aren't Clem coughed. "I have dealt with the guys who were causing problems, For example, one shot in the head.

"How long can you stay in the country this time?" asked Maeve.

Q you out for year?" Maeve asked suspiciously.

so now I have sfree time." "I have to make a trip back tomorrow. I can't confirm it in a short time," answered Clem.

Maeve nodded. It was a pity. "I still want to treat you to a meal. Let's talk about it next tsince you don't have time." Clem couldn't pretend to be calm anymore. He turned to look at her. Before he could say anything, his ears turned red. He quickly continued to stare at the car seat in front of him. "There's still tfor a meal. Just pick the place," said Clem.

"Won't it interfere with your work?" X "No." ** WWW Maeve let out a long "oh" and asked, "Clem, can you explain what you were doing here just now?" It is here. The problem of death has finally arrived,' thought Clem.

Clem glanced at the man lying outside the car. For the first the regretted not throwing him into the sea. Otherwise, Maeve wouldn't have bumped into him.

"The person stole something from me. I'll teach him a lesson," Clem said uncomfortably.

"Will you kill him, then?" "Of course not. Clem said seriously. "I'm a law-abiding citizen. Why would I kill people for no reason?" Clem's subordinates outside were at a loss.

1/3 3 17:11 Sat, Jan 4 BBB Chapter 487 'If you are a law-abiding citizen, then what are we? A group of cowards?' thought the subordinates.

Maeve knew he didn't mean what he said but didn't expose him. "Clem, this is the domestic territory, where laws and regulations are different from those in Chris Continent. You should be careful when you do things." +5 Clem suddenly felt light-headed. He was so happy that his heart was about to float in the air, but his eyes still did not dare to move to Maeve.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing." "Then I'll go back. I won't disturb your work." Maeve placed her hand on the car door and prepared to get out.

Clem stopped her. "I've finished my business. Where are you going? I'll give you a ride." "No, thanks. The hotel I'm staying in is just across the road in front of this alley. I can go there myself." "It's too dangerous to walk at night. I'll walk you there." Clem got out of the car and touched the back of his neck with one hand. He tilted his head and looked at the other side, opposite Maeve, and walked her back to the hotel.

When Clem's subordinates behind him saw that, they had doubts. "Is he Mr. Holland? Has he been possessed by a transmigrator?" "Idiot! Stop reading . Can't Mr. Holland be shy in front of the girl he likes?" "Is... Isn't he too shy? Mr. Holland doesn't even say anything flirtatious. He's so cold that I'm scared. How can he woo a girl?" "It's better to put the on Mr. Holland's bedside table and gain more experience." The alley wasn't far from the hotel. It ended in five minutes.

Clem felt it was a pity. He still wanted to spend more twith Maeve.

Maeve, on the other hand, thought he was silent all the way because he wanted to drop her off as soon as possible so he could go back and deal with what had just happened. She said eagerly, "Clem, here I am. You can go back now. Be careful on the way. Clem was even more disappointed. She could not bear to part with him.

They hadn't seen each other for almost half a year.

"This is for you." Clem thought of something and took a small and exquisite box from his pocket and placed it in her hand. "A gift." Maeve was surprised. "Have you always had it with you?" He didn't even know when he would meet her.

Clem turned his head in embarrassment and looked at the plants in the flower bed. "Every twe meet, we leave before we can say anything. I'm afraid I'll miss it again." Maeve's heart warmed. "Thank you, but don't spend so much money next time." 'No expenses. Go in quickly." Clem turned around and wanted to take a last look at her. He saw her forehead was red. She must have accidentally bumped into something just now.

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He tried to restrain himself but couldn't help but reach out to touch her forehead. "Does it hurt? om Remember to apply smedicine when you get back." Maeve subconsciously dodged backward. Then she inadvertently saw group of people walking over from the corner of her eye.

The cold and dignified leading figure was none other than Byron

Byron seemed to have seen her, too.

As he stopped in his tracks, the business elites behind him stopped ve and thought something had happened. Maeve felt his gaze turn dark and cold in an instant. From a distance, she had nowhere to hide.

She immediately retracted her gaze and saw Clem's face was red. She thought he was not feeling well, so she asked him to hurry back.

"It's fine. I'll watch you go in before leaving." Clem refused to look at her again. His ears were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood.

His words sounded a little ambiguous, but Maeve was used to his one-way social phobia speech pattern, so she did not overthink it. When she turned around, she looked at the spot where Byron was. There was no one there.

Disappointment welled up in her heart as she walked into the hotel.

Clem rubbed his fingers that were still burning from touching Maeve's forehead. He was in a good mood as he walked back with his hands in his pockets.

His wild and unrestrained flirtatiousness returned.

Maeve walked to the corner of the hotel and was caught off guard by a pair of strong arms pulling him into ap empty corner. She felt dizzy for a moment, and then her breath was completely occupied by the familiar fragrance of cedar. Her pupils slowly regained focus. She saw Byron's cold face inches away. His eyes were filled with a sharp coldness. He did not speak, but it gave her a strong sense of oppression.

"Is that your answer to me?" he asked coldly.

Maeve held her breath and quickly retorted, "I haven't even thought about it myself, and you're already going to answer the questions for me?" Byron pinched the back of her soft neck and asked threateningly "Who was the man who touched your face just now?" Touching my face? Clem had only touched my forehead with his knuckles, and I had immediately moved away. Why does he make it sound so ambiguous?' thought Maeve.

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