The Heir's Secret Bride

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If Byron hadn't noticed this, the corrupt Bennett Company would've taken advantage and crushed him. Others sensed Byron was angry because of the information he heard from his son. But through Theo's innocent eyes, he felt his dad was angry for almost being deceived. Theo loved to see his father furious. Seeing his father's anger gave him a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction

"Tell me, how did you know the proposal came from an international fraud case in 2005?" Byron asked casually. Although he had some points he didn't understand, the explanation was sti passable.

Tve read about it a long time ago. Theo didn't lie to him. He liked to read all kinds of miscellaneous books. From astronomy and geography to strange stories, he had read a lot. He even learned to read a business proposal.

"How do you know so many details if you read about this long ago?" Byron chuckled. "Don't you only like to read comics these days!"

Those words instantly alerted Theo. He knew his dad asked it on purpose. If Theo hadn't hacked into the manor's surveillance cameras and seen Will always read fiction, he would probably have fallen for it. The Great Demon King is indeed smart.

"I prefer to read fiction, yes, but that doesn't mean I don't like other reading materials, Will replied without panicking. He also made a request. "Also, I helped you so much just now. Shouldn't you thank me?" In any case, they looked the same. The Great Demon King knew nothing about this, so he shouldn't suspected him.

Byron dispelled his doubts and asked, "Oh, so you've found what do you want in return?"

"I want to make sure, you're saying I can have anything I want?" Will winked.

Byron nodded. "Ask away."

Will handed over his book and smiled. "I want the beautiful dresses in this catalog. I want one for every item.

Byron's gaze fell on the catalog, and the smile on his lips froze slightly. "What do you want the dress for?" "Wear it!"

Byron's face looked conflicted as he reminded, "Will, you realized you're a boy, right?"

"Can't boys wear dresses too?"

""No, you can't

Theo fell onto the sofa and rolled around. I don't care. I want those little dresses. I want to wear them every day from now on. I'll make a scene if you refuse! Whatever the outcome was, the one being embarrassed would be his brother, Will.

Byron felt embarrassed over Will's unreasonable behavior. It even supported his guess that he had dual personalities. In his usual self, he would lock himself in his room and refuse to eat or see anyone. So, Byron was caught off guard when "Will" suddenly requested a closet full of dresses,

Byron frowned. A trace of suspicion flashed across his eyes. He felt this change began after Will met Maeve.

Although he had this guess, Byron did not show it on his face. He said calmly, "Okay, I'll buy you those dresses." "Are you serious?" Will stopped rolling around. His eyes lit up. "Ilso want Barbie dolls, a cabinet full of them!" Byron pursed his lips in restraint. "Fine, I'll buy them all."

Theo looked satisfied. His eyes revealed a crafty joy. Although the result was obvious, he hoped his twin brother would like

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this gift.

When the gifts arrived, Will looked angry. He didn't understand where those dresses and Barbie dolls came from. He refused to let the butler put them into his room. But after knowing this was his father's order, he immediately guessed it might be Theo's doing. Dad will never give me these things for no reason. He must have done something!

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Meanwhile, Byron came out of the shower and changed his clothes. He raised his eyebrows when he saw Will standing at th door with an angry look. "What happened?" "Dad, I want you to return those things, Will said in a muilled voice.

"Huh! Didn't you insist on buying it today?"

A faint blush appeared on Will's face when he heard his father's question. Theo must've done it on purpose. I don't want those things!

Unfortunately, Byron did not go along with him. "You have to be responsible for every word you say. Why are you changing your mind all of a sudden?"

Will hesitated for a moment. "What if that guy isn't trying to pull pranks on me? What if he's truly into those things? Perhap it'll be best to let him get away with it for now! "Okay, Dad." Will nodded.

Byron nodded slightly and instructed the butler beside him, "Send those things to my son's room."

"Will do, Sir."

"Will." Byron walked over, rubbed his hair gently, and asked in a low voice, "Have you been struggling with something recently? If you do, don't hesitate to tell me."

Will had some thoughts but decided not to tell Byron about his twin. He thought it would be best for Byron to find out about it alone Tm fine, Dad"

Byron bummed softly with a complicated look. "Go to sleep."

"Alright, good night, Dad." Will returned to his room and closed the door.

Meanwhile, Byron looked at the closed door and turned to instruct the butler, "Get a psychiatrist to come over."

"Yes, sir.

The psychiatrist soon arrived and headed to Byron's study. "Sir, you're saying that your son has been experiencing mood swings and has become like another person from time to time?" He asked. Byron's face froze slightly. "Yes, and it happens more than once. For example, he asked me to buy him dresses and dolls this morning. But just now, he said he wanted to rid those things." The psychiatrist thought briefly. "Has he done such a thing before?"

"This is the first"

Has he

"Has he seen anyone or experienced a certain event worth noting recently?"

After a long silence, Byron answered. He met his mother, and after that, he fell ill and called her mother even in huis sleep."

"I see The psychiatrist nodded. 'Sir, it's very likely that your son has a delusional disorder caused by a chronic Lack of motherly love. It's his way of coping

"Is it serious?"

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"As far as I can tell, he might have mild autism. It will affect him in the long run," the psychiatrist explained. "My suggest is to solve this problem from the root and see if it will be effective." Byron narrowed his eyes. "You mean letting Will see his mother?"

"Yes, as you know, children need maternal and paternal figures. Why don't you give it a try?"

The room was silent. Byron tapped his fingers lightly on the table. His face was flat, and his eyes indicated he was deep in thoughts. "Do you have other suggestions, or is there no other way?" "Well, that's all I can think of for now, I must observe your son's condition before determining whether we have other options.

"Got it, you may leave." "Yes, Sir."

After the psychiatrist left, Byron propped his forehead with his arm. His gaze lowered as he signed the documents on the table. Will might only be going through a phase. Byron believed that one day, he'd figure out that his mother's presence wasn't necessary. 'But what if her presence necessary?' Byron closed his eyes. His other arm had stopped signing, and the tip of his pen smudged a ball of ink on the paper.

It was Valentine's Day, one year after Byron and Maeve got married. Every year at this time, Maeve would be especially bus because many couples chose Valentine's Day as their engagement day. Of course, she encountered annoying customers wh ordered dresses for the occasion but heard they broke up one night before. She was busy that day and had no time to deal with trivial, unimportant matters.

When Byron came to pick her up for lunch, Maeve looked at the calendar and remembered the day. She could not help bu feel quite excited. It was unexpected that The Great Deinon King could be so romantic. After all, she hadn't heard anything from him until that afternoon.

After the dishes were served, the waiter placed a bouquet of roses in the middle of the table. Maeve immediately smiled. "Sc you haven't lost your charm? I thought you had forgotten about our annual celebration. They were both hustlers, after all.

Maeve did not notice Byron's puzzled look. Meanwhile, the waiter at the side looked awkward and explained. 'Every table has these flowers. Is it okay if I put this here?"NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

As Maeve's smile froze, Byron asked, "What are you dreaming about? You seem at a loss."

Maeve was disappointed but remained optimistic. It was okay that there were no flowers. Perhaps there would be gifts hidden in a certain dish. But unfortunately, Maeve didn't see it even after the meal. When she returned to the car, Maeve was extremely disappointed. She did not even know where they would go next.

They arrived at their next destination at night. Maeve followed behind Byron silently and realized he had stopped in his tracks. He invited her to get into a hot air balloon. As they rose, he heard Byron's low magnetic voice beside her, "Marve, look up."

Maeve's ears went numb, and she subconsciously did as he said, she saw several fireworks blooming in the night sky, outlining gorgeous rose patterns. She didn't know how long the Breworks show lasted and couldn't count how many fireworks there were. However, the last to rise into the air was a silver rose.

"Do you like it?" Byron held the back of her head with his palm and smiled faintly. "This is a rose that unly you you don't have to envy others."

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Maeve thought of how disappointed she was at the restaurant. He remembers

"I love it!" Maeve said loudly in his ear. "I love this firework show, and I love you."

Byron grabbed the back of her neck and slowly leaned towards her. His voice was low and deep. "I love you more.

Hearing that, the love in Maeve's heart sparked.