The Heir's Secret Bride

"If Daddy ever bullies Mommy. I'll be on Mommy's side. But we don't know what happened back then, so it wouldn't be right to rush to judge Daddy like this," Will said sternly. "Besides, we're their children, and our main goal should be to support our parents relationship

and maintain a harmonious family. How can we just..."

Theo's head was buzzing, and he couldn't stand listening to Will anymore. He quickly covered Will's mouth with his hand. "Stop talking! Please, stop!" he pleaded. He thought, 'He's like a little preacher! Always going on and on with his lectures!

Will moved his hand away and said helplessly, "Alright, I'll stop talking.

Theo thought momentarily and said, "Will, I think your daddy definitely won't let you return to our mommy. If he finds out about me, he might even try to take me away, too."

"Why?" Will asked, frowning slightly.

"It's simple, Theo analyzed logically. "If he liked Mommy, why would he have separated from her in the first place and forced her to leave? And don't forget, your daddy currently has a fiancée!"

Will

explained. "There's a reason for that. Daddy doesn't like Miss Anderson."

"No matter the reason, he can't deny that he has a fiancée, can he?" Theo retorted.

Will fell silent. He thought, Indeed, from Mommy's perspective, this is where Daddy is wrong"

"So, until we figure out what he did to Mommy back then, we need to keep our situation a secret, Theo added.

Will felt that Byron might have his reasons, but Theo was right. They couldn't reveal their situation yet. He thought, Daddy had a fiancée now and wouldn't let me return to Mommy. And this would only hurt her more.

"Okay, I know what to do," Will agreed. The two little ones reached a consensus and found each other much more agreeable.

At Dreamscape Studio, Maeve placed the medicine she had just bought but hadn't had a chance to take into her bag and then pushed the door open to enter.

"Ms. Reese, you're finally back, Maeve's assistant, Paige Sims, said as she walked over. Glancing at the reception area, she lowered her voice and added, "That guest is the daughter of the Maycus Estate and a streamer. She does not seem easy to deal with; please be careful.

Maeve nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Please bring two cups of coffee over later.

"Will do," Paige said.

Maeve walked into the reception area and saw a stylish girl in a red dress sitting on the sofa, taking pictures with her phone and laughing. "Alright, I'll help you evaluate how the royal designer measures up today and see if they're good enough. There's no need to s, I'm not lacking," she said.

The comments section was filled with colorful messages, mostly praising her, with only a few discussing Dreamscape Studio.

-At that moment, Maeve's figure unintentionally entered the frame, and the comments suddenly went silent. The next

second, the comments section exploded with activity.

Whoa! Who is this lady? I need to know all her information within a minute!]

[This figure and this face-what a waste if she doesn't enter the entertainment industry! She's as beautiful as a vibrant rose swaying in my heart!].

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At the same time, the number of viewers in the livestream was skyrocketing, approaching five million. The girl initially thought the comments complimented her, but when she realized they were praising Maeve, she suddenly felt annoyed She turned to lash out, saying, "I can't believe you made me wait here so long just to- But before she could finish, she caught sight of Maeve's appearance and immediately swallowed her words. She thought, "Whoa! What a beautiful lady! "Sorry for the delay; there was some traffic, Maeve said with a slight nod as she apologized. She then sat beside her and extended her hand, saying, "Hello, I'm Maeve Reese, the owner of Dreamscape Studio."

The girl extended her hand to shake Maeve's and blushed slightly. "H-Hello, I'm Gwynn Olson. I'm twenty-four years old. and I prefer women over men-

The comments section erupted in laughter. [Uh-oh, Gwynnie's fangirl mode has been activated again!]

[If it were me, I wouldn't be able to handle it if a beautiful lady shook my hand!]

[Gwynnie, snap out of it! How long are you going to hold onto the beautiful girl's hand? Weren't you here to cause trouble today?]

Maeve couldn't help but smile and said, "Your style is unique. You've added a personal touch to the classic Chanel look. making it stand out. I can tell you must be someone who always keeps things special."

Gwynn's eyes lit up. "Exactly! I don't like being the same as everyone else, but I also don't want to be too out there:

Then you could choose a romantic vintage style for your wedding dress. That would highlight your unique features, Marve said as she handed her iPad to Gwynn. Here are some of my previous works; take a look"

Gwynn picked up the iPad, and after only a few glimpses, she was nearly entranced by the stunning golden wedding dresses that radiated a mythical allure. She had been seeking this distinctiveness-something that set her apart from everyone else.

*I do like this style, but I don't want to wear the same thing as everyone else," Gwynn said.

Maeve smiled and said, "Of course! Our wedding dresses are custom-made, one-on-one, and each piece is unique. Just like every girl is one of a kind in this world."

The comments section surged again. (I don't want to be hooked by her either, but what can I do? She said I'm one of a kind!]

[She is not only beautiful and sweet-sounding but also so articulate! I'm tempted to order a wedding dress myself.]

II just checked the prices on the official website-help! They are crazy thinking about money. A top-tier wedding dress costs six figures?]

The price triggered a new wave of comments, with most people complaining that a wedding dress was worn only once, so there was no difference between paying six figures and being robbed.

Caught up in their conversation, Maeve and Gwynn ignored the livestream. Gwynn suddenly recalled her intention about today and hurriedly stopped the conversation.

She glanced at the comments and asked Marve, on behalf of the fans, "Isn't the price for your custom wedding dresses a bit inflated? The most renowned luxury brand, Eternal Hope, customizes wedding dresses for about the same price." Dreamscape may not have had the same reputation as Eternal Hope, yet its prices were comparable, which seemed

excessive.

This is because our wedding dresses are handcrafted, and the patterns are made with crewelwork, making them highly collectible, Maeve said with a smile. I assure you that, apart from Dreamscape, no other company currently uses crewelwork for wedding dresses." Chapter 241

While some attempted to imitate her, none captured the essence, resembling a poor imitation. It was her advantage and one of her trump cards.

Gwynn initially thought the patterns on the wedding dress were beautiful, but she was astonished by how stunning they appeared when enlarged. Her grandmother owned a treasured piece of embroidery featuring butterfly and peony designs, valued at over million dollars, and she was never allowed to touch it. Yet, a wedding dress made with crewelwork only costs six figures.

She pondered. Goodness, what a surprising turn of events!