The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 143

"Karen kept saying that | hired the kidnappers, conspiring with them to harm her... but what about the other way

round? She was trying to setup from the very beginning?" Maeve said calmly. 'Or maybe nothing ever

happened, and it was all just a play staged by Karen and those kidnappers? After all, | was knocked unconscious

at the tand knew nothing. Maeve thought. Alex understood what she meant. His expression turned serious.

I'll make a call. Someone will send food over later. Remember to eat more." Maeve knew who he was going to

call and nodded.

'If Karen was behind the previous kidnapping as well, then that woman is truly terrifying. To frme, she

stooped to using her innocence as a bargaining chip, Maeve thought. Even if it was all just a ruse, it sent chills

down Maeve's spine

Moreover, Karen likely did this to push Byron to divorce her. Although Byron did not do so, his favoritism and

protection of Karen remained a thorn in her heart till now.

A few days later, Maeve recovered quite well. The reaction to the concussion was gone, and the bruises on the

surface of her abdomen were also fading. There was only occasional pain. Even the wound on her forehead had

healed but the scar on her face remained. Bonnie was even more anxious than her. She engaged a dermatologist

to look at her face. The specialist said it was a scar caused by a fingernail and was not easy to recover. In short,

Maeve had to be mentally prepared for a slow recovery. Maeve did not feel it herself, but Bonnie's expression

was one of sheer devastation, which made her laugh.

"You're still laughing? You really don't care about your face!" Bonnie retorted, feeling indignant. "And that Great

Demon King of yours, where is he, anyway? You've been in the hospital for so long, and he hasn't even shown

up. I've misjudged him before."

At the mention of Byron, Maeve's smile becmore complicated. "Maybe he's busy. She had been calling his

phone for the past few days, but it was switched off. She sent him a message, but there was no reply.

In this era of information overload, she could not think of any reason for someone turning off the phone for

nearly a week

When she called Gilbert, she only got an answer that Byron might be busy, but she did not know what he was

busy with. Even Gilbert could not reach him, let alone her.

"Even if he's busy, he can surely find a moment, right?" Bonnie mumbled, but she did not mention it again,

afraid Maeve would be unhappy. She then changed the topic and asked, "Will the kidnapping investigation

results cout tonight? Did my cousin tell you? Maeve nodded. "He said he'll informas soon as there's any

news. He hopes to settle this once and for all this time. She did not intend to show mercy to Karen as that would

be cruel to herself.

That night, Maeve could not sleep for a long time, waiting for Alex's call. "Ding! Her phone rang and she picked it

up immediately. "Alex. What's the result?"

"Maeve, I'm sorry," Alex's slightly heavy voice sounded. "The investigation materials of the first kidnapping case

encountered issues during transport and were completely destroyed." Maeve's heart sank. "Was it an accident?"

"I can't tell yet," Alex said. "Although we didn't find traces of man-made activity at the scene, the timing was too

coincidental. Furthemore..."

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Sensing his hesitance, Maeve suddenly felt a sense of foreboding "What else?"

"The second kidnapping case originally had conclusive evidence that could convict Karen, but just now, her

bodyguard suddenly cout to confess and took all the blame."

Alex sighed. "Karen was also released because there was no direct evidence that she was an accomplice. Your

testimony alone. might not be enough because you two have a grudge."

As soon as Alex finished speaking, the door of Maeve's ward was suddenly pushed open.

A tall, slender figure walked in from outside, his dark windbreaker enhancing his composed and cool demeanor.

As he moved with his long legs, the hem of his clothes fluttered slightly, stirring a sharp breeze Perhaps due to

his overnight flight back to the country, a hint of weariness was between his brows. His lips pressed together,

giving him an air of fatigue. His presence made the spacious ward suddenly cramped. Maeve turned around and

was caught off guard by the man's deep eyes. She was slightly stunned. "Byron?"

Alex did not hear her mumbling clearly and asked instinctively. What?"

Maeve cback to her senses. "Alex, no matter what, it's been hard on you for the past few days. I'll treat you

to a meal another day.

"Alright, I'll be waiting." Alex had doubts in his heart but agreed with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Maeve looked at Byron again. Just as she was about to speak, he interrupted her in

a low voice. During the tyou were injured and hospitalized, Alex has been here taking care of you?" Maeve

swallowed her question and nodded. "Yes, he and..."

"Are all the doctors and nurses dead? Byron's expression suddenly turned cold. There was no warmth in his eyes

as he looked at her. "Must you have him?"

Hearing the inexplicable anger in his words, Maeve was confused "What are you talking about? Alex only visited