The Heir's Secret Bride
Secret Bride 470

Chapter 470

Will and Theo muddle-headedly made it to the finals. Maeve was happy about it and had made their costumes for the competition several days in advance, stitch by stitch.

Gilbert was recovering well and came over with Maeve early push him backstage to see Will and Theo.

in

morning. He sat

in

wheelchair and asked Damian to

Byron had something to do at his company, he came a little late just in time for the opening.

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Maeve saw Byron coming while teaching Gilbert how to use his phone to vote for Will and Theo later. She casually told him, "I've formed a group. You can check the chat history in the group to see how to vote for them later." Because Will was rebellious and refused to go to school, Byron, who had not even attended the parent-teacher conference twice, was at a loss.

When Maeve stopped, Byron's upper body tilted slightly in her direction and asked, "How do I do this?"

His body emitted a refreshing and clean cedar fragrance. It smelled so good that Maeve subconsciously wanted to get closer to him. She leaned forward to look at his phone. "You fellow this first, and then..." said Maeve.

After getting it done, Maeve's pinky accidentally touched the bottom of the screen, and the screen retreated to the desktop. The dark wallpaper on it came into her view.

The girl with pink cheeks rested her head on Byron's long legs in black trousers. Her hair was slightly curled and hanging down. The nightdress on her body was loose, and there was an unconcealable cuteness in her laziness. Maeve was stunned for a few seconds before she recognized herself.

'I'm actually like this after I fell asleep? How could it be so... ambiguous?' thought Maeve.

Maeve's cheeks flushed. She pushed the phone before her away and turned to look at Byron. "When did you take the photo? How did you take such a photo?"

She didn't expect a straight man like Byron to be able to take such a good photo.

However, Byron rarely took photos. There was nothing in the photo album on his phone.

She still remembered he used to use the default wallpaper on his phone screen. He didn't replace it ugly.

Byron glanced at the wallpaper on his phone. His thin lips curled slightly as he asked, "Doesn't it look good?"

Of course, Maeve wouldn't say she didn't look good. "I thought you didn't like to take photos?"

"I just can't be bothered."

'I have countless official matters to attend to daily, so how could possibly have time to waste on these trivialities? I'd rather review a few more documents in my spare time,' thought Byron However, It was probably the first time Byron took Maeve's picture that triggered some addiction in him. He felt his photo album was too empty and needed more of her photos.

If Maeve were to open his phone's photo album now, it would no longer be as empty as when she first saw it.

Maeve had mixed feelings and thought, 'If the problems between us are ignored, do we look like a couple now?

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Then it was Theo's turrrto-perform. Maeve temporarily suppressed her thoughts and raised her banner to cheer him on.

Theo was singing a nursery rhyme. Although he sang off-key, his clear pronunciation of the lyrics gave it a unique feel.

Overall, his off-key singing was quite cute this time.

Maeve excitedly changed into a cheering stick and shouted, "Go kiddo." She distributed the banner and cheering palm to Gilbert and Byron.

Byron said, "Did I have to do such a childish thing?

Gilbert, on the other hand, was happily waving the banner. He even asked Damian to join in.

They didn't realize a man in sunglasses sat at the back of the venue. Two bodyguards were behind him, each carrying an ultra-high-quality camera aimed at the stage.

It was Will's turn after Theo's performance.

Byron's gaze did not move. He lowered his head slightly and asked Maeve, "What song will Will sing?"

Maeve shook her head. "I didn't see Will practice at home. He didn't say anything either. It's probably a nursery rhyme, too."

However, Maeve was dumbfounded in the next second.

Will was wearing the moon-white traditional clothes. His small figure already had a graceful bearing. He was handsome and

cute

Then, he took out a meditation drum from behind him and sat cross-legged in front of the lowered microphone. He started knocking on it.

If one listened carefully, one would realize that these thumping sounds could be combined into a melody, which soothed one's heart and dispelled the slightly stuffy air in the venue. However, it was still a meditation drum no matter how nice it sounded.

Maeve could not help but cover her face. "Why is it meditation drum again... Fortunately, Will did not open his mouth to recite scriptures. Otherwise, the singing competition would directly become a large-scale missionary venue. That scene..." She didn't dare to think about it.

'Could it be that Will's wish is to be a little missionary?

Byron raised his eyebrows. "The tune he played is Meditation Melody. It's no different from reciting scriptures."

Maeve had an expression of "Is it allowed? Then, she realized the judges did not stop Will as he did the previous two times. She asked in confusion, "Will did not sing. Is that against the theme of competition?"

"Not really. The full name of this contest is the Star of Children Talent Competition. It's not limited to singing songs," Byron explained in a low voice.

Maeve looked at the banner above the stage. It was.

Hence, there was nothing wrong with Will knocking the meditation drum.

If anything, Will's meditation drumming was so soothing that the whole place was quiet without any noise.

It made Maeve too embarrassed to be too loud. She could only wave the banner desperately to encourage Will.

Sitting at the back, Gale almost fell asleep when he heard the meditation drum sounds.

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It was only when his bodyguard suddenly reminded him it was time to vote that he reluctantly suppressed his drowsiness and took out his phone. "Have you voted?"Gale reminded his bodyguards as he operated his phone. "Don't vote wrongly. Vote for No.13 and No.14."

The bodyguard said, "Of course. We voted for these two children just now."

Gale nodded. After voting, he sent the link to the group chat.

West Region's First Wild Wolf Battalion: [Received.]

District 11 Safety Defense: [Receive]

Third Marine Training Camp: [Received]

Loving Military Compound: [Gale has finally gone crazy?]

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The replies in the group chats that occupied one screen were basically the same. They were solemn without any unnecessary words.

However, the style was completely different in the small group chats behind them.

Wild Wolves Roar Group:

[Mr. Soar... is a little scary. He never sent Twitter messages. Usually, he would replace it troublesome to send a word except for work. Now, he's canvassing votes for others repeatedly. I remember Mr. Soar doesn't have such a small kid, right?] [I'm dying of laughter. What the hell is the Star of Children Talent Competition? It doesn't match up to a tyrant with the children.]

[Is it considered a private use of public goods? We, the group of iron-blooded men, are being used by Mr. Soar as a merciless voting machine to make use.]

[Yes, why not? I support you to fight with Mr. Soar one-on-one for us.]

[Spit! Do you think I'm tired of living?]

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