The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 155

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"Horace is going to take the college entrance examination next year. If he gets a criminal record, what if he can't

get a good job in the future, let alone go to university?" Valda looked worried. "That boy's family is asking for too

much. They're asking for 100 thousand dollars yuan as compensation before they will settle it privately. But you

know how our family's doing. Perhaps even 20 thousand dollars..." Valda did not finish her sentence. She just

looked at Maeve with a troubled look.

Maeve felt that something was wrong. She frowned and asked, "If that boy bullied Horace first, you should ask

the school authorities to check the surveillance footage and prove that it's not Horace's fault. Why do you have

to compensate that boy's family?" As she spoke, she looked at Horace, who was still eating with a fearless

expression. "And | can't tell that he's been bullied." She thought with Horace's temper, how could anyone bully

him?

Horace rolled his eyes. "I've got strong fists, and that weakling hit himself with them. That's not on me!"

Maeve's expression turned slightly gloomy. "How "How can you be so self-r If-righteous when you're in the

wrong? Dad and Mom are spending over 200 thousand dollars every year to send you to the private elite school

to study. How could you fight in school?" With a smack, Horace slammed his fork on the table and raised his chin

high. "What's wrong with that? Are you jealous? Are you dying of jealousy because they didn't send you to a

private elite school back then? Tsk." After saying that, he kicked the chair away and walked toward his room.

Valda quickly stopped him. "You've only eaten so little. How can you not eat anymore? This won't do. It will give

you stomachache." The only response she got was the sound of Horace slamming the door.

"Horace is just unbelievable," Valda chided. However, she didn't seem to blHorace. Instead, she still had a

doting look on her face.

Maeve almost laughed. "Mom, aren't you spoiling him too much? If you don't teach him now, he'll go astray, and

you'll regret it."

"He's still young. It's normal for boys to do this during their rebellious phase. Horace will behave." Valda didn't

change her attitude. "Anyway, Maeve, you can't just watch as your brother gets arrested. You have to help him."

Scott thought for a moment. "You've been working for a while. You must have got more savings than 100

thousand dollars. We need the money for this emergency."

"If that's not enough, ask your husband for some. We're family after all," Valda added.

Maeve's hands on her knees clenched tightly as she listened to them decide on the whole matter.

She asked, "Aren't you going to askfor my opinion?"

Valda was surprised. "Do you have a problem with this? He's your brother. If you don't help him, are you going to

watch him be pushed by law?"

"He's your only brother," Scott said earnestly. "You're blood-related, so you should always look out for him."

Maeve's parents would always tell her, "He's your only brother."

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Ever since Horace was born, they had been saying this to Maeve nonstop.

Because she was the older sister, she had to give in to Horace, no matter what her subjective wishes were.

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Because Horace was the only boy in the family, Scott and Valda were biased, believing that Maeve was supposed

to give in to him since she was a few years older.

But no one had ever asked if Maeve was willing to give in.

She was her parents’ kid and wanted to be favored by her parents, who were only gentle to her when her brother

needed help to clean up the mess he made. Maeve didn't want any of that.

Maeve pursed her lips tightly. His heart ached, and there were tears in her eyes.

"| treat Horace as my younger brother, but does he treatas his older sister?" she asked. "In his eyes, I'm just

a cash cow and an adopted outsider. Forgivefor not being able to do everything I can to help this kind of

brother, because he's not worth my help at all." Maeve stood up and looked at Scott and Valda gloomily. "In the

future, | will wire you the living expenses you need according to the standards set by the law. Other than that, |

won't give you any more money. Don't cto me." Her parents

had

I not shown up during the days when she was hospitalized. Therefore, she didn't t need them in her life.

After saying those words, Maeve took her bag and left the dining room.

Scott scolded her behind her back and told her to stop immediately.

She turned a deaf ear to him and walked straight out of the door of the Reese family's place. Her slender back

was straight and did not bend at all.

Valda chased after Maeve anxiously, but by the tshe reached the door, Maeve had already disappeared into

the elevator

Vilda stomped her feet anxiously as she wondered, 'If Maeve refuses to give us the money, won't we have to

compensate those unreasonable people?"

After Maeve walked out of the neighborhood, her shoulders were slightly hunched due to the night wind

downstairs. She quickly walked to the side of the road to wait for an Uber.

A motorcycle sped | over from the front and crashed straight into her.

When Maeve realized it, she immediately dodged, but the bag in her hand was grabbed by the person in the

back seat of the motorcycle.

The strap of the bag was hooked around her elbow, so that guy failed to pull the bag over. He dragged her along

the ground for a distance.

"Ah!" Maeve screamed.

Her face turned pale from the pain, and she subconsciously let go of her bag strap.

The guys on the motorcycle sped away with her bag and soon disappeared.

Maeve fell to the ground. The bones in her wrist were swollen and painful as if they had split open. Her ankles

had been dragged along the asphalt by the motorcycle, and her light brown socks were covered in blood. She

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"Maeve!" A low and clear voice sounded from behind her, followed by slightly hurried footsteps.

Byron quickly walked to Maeve and held her shoulder with one hand to check her injuries.

"What happened? Who hit you?" His tone was gloomy and heavy with a hint of hostility.

Maeve was in so much pain that her eyes turned red. "I... | think they're sracers nearby. They stole my bag."

Her gown design was still in her bag.

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Miffed. "Do you know how to fix it?"

did you still hold on to your bag at such a dangerous moment?" Byron looked at her swollen wrist and frowned.

"Your wrist is dislocated. It will hurt more if you don't get it treated right away. | can help you now. Bear with it."

Byron said, "I've learned it before."

Maeve said, "Then can you go easy on me? I'm afraid... Ah!"

The sudden pain in her wrist made Maeve's face turn pale. She hadn't finished her words yet, but she just

screamed.

Her shoulders twitched as she asked weakly, "Why... Why didn't you wait until | was prepared..."

It didn't hurt anymore, but her heart was still pounding from the shock.

Byron gently twisted her wrist and said without looking up, "By the tyou were prepared, your wrist would be

broken." As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down and picked up Maeve horizontally before walking toward

the parking lot. There was a small medical kit in the car, which contained sbasic medical supplies. Maeve

was leaning against the back seat with almost half of her body. There was a small pillow under her knees for

Byron to help her check her injuries.

Her socks were covered in blood. Coupled with the fact that she had not taken them off in time, part of the socks

was already stuck to the wounds. The socks were bloody, a stark contrast to the surrounding fair skin.

When Byron saw the wounds, he gave off such a mad vibe that it was terrifying.

He asked, "Does it hurt?"

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