The Heir's Secret Bride

'It won't be my first time wearing a dress. As long as I can make my mother happy, I'll wear anything. Will thought.

Theo looked deep in thought, and he finally had an idea.

That day, after school, Maeve went to the principal and explained that she wanted to be in charge of making costumes for all the children in her sons' class. Dreamscape was quite famous in Kleymond. In addition, she was Eranci's royal family's former designer, so the principal had no reason to reject her proposal. She was also willing to make the costumes for free, but the principal would have still gladly agreed even if she charged a fee.

Most of the children at Islaton Private International Kindergarten came from prestigious families.

The Arts and Theatrical festival was not only for children but also a great opportunity for parents to mingle and get to know each other.

This was precisely why some parents did all

Of course, Maeve was not the only young

they could to enroll their children at Islaton Private International Kindergarten.

gner amongst the parents.

However, the principal felt Maeve had better credentials and talent than the others. Hence, he rejected the other parents' requests to design the children's costumes.

Maeve walked to the principal's office, she told her sons to wait for her before she went.

At that moment, an arrogant voice suddenly came from behind. "Hey, you, stop right there."

Maeve continued to walk ahead and didn't stop.

The other person quickly walked over and blocked her way. "Didn't you hear me calling you?"

"Is there anyone here called 'hey you?"" Maeve coldly stared at the woman in front of her. The woman was dressed elegantly and had a limited-edition crocodile leather bag in her hand. She looked like she came from a wealthy family. However, Maeve thought her arrogant attitude made her unpleasant.

"I heard you got the gig to design Prerie Class' costumes for the upcoming play." The woman's eyes were filled with disdain. "I don't even know where a person like you gets your confidence from. You're just an orphan. How did you even get to compete with me for this job?" The word "orphan" made Maeve's heart flutter.

"Who do you think you are?" Maeve's voice turned cruel. "If you want to be in charge of designing the costumes, go ask the principal. If he agrees to let you do it, I'll forget about it.

"But since you're barking insults at me, it's clear that the principal doesn't care about you at all, right?"

The woman's face turned pale. "Are you calling me a dog?! If you hadn't asked, I would have been responsible for the costume designs!"

This woman was also a designer and quite famous in the country. Otherwise, she would not have set her sights on designing the costumes for this play.

Giving her brand exposure via the Islaton Private International Kindergarten's play would be a great opportunity. Her husband would also get the chance to make more beneficial connections.

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That is why she was so angry when she learned the principal had agreed to give Maeve the job.

"You're so confident. Take the job from me if you have the power to do so." Maeve looked at her coldly. "If you don't, shut your trap. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and shut you up." The woman was so shocked by the coldness in Maeve's eyes that she forgot to retort.

By the time she came back to her senses, Maeve was already far away.

The woman tried to think of a quick way to get back at Maeve. She took out her phone, wrote a blog post, and posted it

online.

Maeve did not know what the woman had done and drove home with her sons.

In the car, Maeve mentioned what had just happened, and Theo immediately identified the woman.

She was the stepmother of a very quiet girl in their class. One day, she had come to pick her stepdaughter up, and Theo accidentally bumped into her. To get back at him, this woman pinched his arm hard. Theo had forgotten all about that. Now that he thought about it, he hated her even more.

Will consoled Maeve with wise words, "Mom, she's so angry because she realizes she's inferior to you. It's okay; she'll be even angrier on the day of the play."

Maeve could not help but laugh when she heard her eldest son's words.

She didn't expect her sons to be so intelligent and wise at such a young age. They spoke so relentlessly.

At night, not long after dinner, Byron called them on video. This was his third call of the day.

Maeve placed the phone on a stand and chatted with Byron about some trivial matters that had happened today while reading the proposal Warren had given her.

Byron was also busy. The documents beside him were piled up as high as a mountain, which wasn't an exaggeration. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind him was the bustling scene of Kuskait.

"What are you looking at?" A low and charming voice came from the video.

Maeve looked up and flipped the proposal open for him to see. "Do you know Mr. Richard from Trazir? He gave me this collaboration proposal."

Byron thought for a few seconds. "The man who greeted you at the exhibition last time?"

Byron always had a fantastic memory.

Maeve nodded. "He's very nice. The first time we met, I accidentally rear-ended his car. He didn't blame me and even took me to the venue. Yesterday, my tire had a problem, and he was the one who brought me back home."

Byron tilted his head and slowly frowned.

"That man doesn't give off a good vibe. Stay away from him," Byron warned.

"Huh? Why?" Maeve did not understand. "What vibe does he give off?"

Byron looked up at her. "You're too careless around unfamiliar men. You're very trusting. You wouldn't even know when someone is about to betray you."

Maeve immediately puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction. "I'm not that trusting, okay? He's a famous creative director. If he had ill intentions towards me, he wouldn't have offered me a partnership, right? What would be the point?"

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"Just stay away from him," Byron said sternly.

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Maeve brought the phone up to her face and pretended to poke Byron's handsome and emotionless face on the screen. "Byron, do you want me to stay away from him because you're jealous?"

Ever since Will had enlightened her, she realized that Byron was the director of an oil refinery plant.

'He is jealous of his own son sometimes, so what more, another powerful man like Warren?' Maeve thought.

Byron seemed to chuckle. "Maeve, who are you laughing at? Do you think I get jealous that easily?"

Maeve didn't believe him, but her eyes showed a hint of understanding.

"Why are you jealous of so