"Mommy, Will used to quietly remove and reinstall Stinky Daddy's Desert Eagle without getting caught," Theo leaned over and muttered to Maeve. "Mommy, don't worry. Let Will do it. He's super capable. There will definitely be a surprise."

Will had never thought he was good, but when Theo praised him, his face immediately turned red. "It's not as good as Theo says. I just like to do some small crafts."

Maeve went silent. "Baby, you call removing the Desert Eagle and reassembling it a craft? You and Theo, who took an air cannonball from Loran and used it as a toy, are truly brothers. You're the same tough." However, it wasn't a bad thing for kids to be inquisitive.

Maeve took off the blue diamond platinum bracelet that matched her necklace and placed it in Will's hand. "I only have one request: Defense should be easy and beautiful."

Will's heart softened as he felt the complete trust Maeve conveyed to him. "Okay, Mom."

Theo held his chin and pondered. "I can't be inferior to Will. I should think about what to give Mommy..."

After the two little ones went to school, Maeve washed up and went out. The breakfast on the table was still hot. From the style, it was obvious that Byron had made it. Maeve stood there in a daze. Some scenes from last night surfaced in her mind. Last night, she had used her drunkenness to tell him she still had a hidden child. But his reaction... it was very repulsive. He didn't even want to hear more from her.

Maeve curled her fingers, a deep sense of disappointment in her eyes. 'Have I taken it for granted? Seeing that he likes Will very much, I thought he would definitely like Theo too. Fortunately, I didn't tell him Theo is the child. Otherwise, with Theo's current acceptance of Byron, if Theo knew Byron didn't like him, he would definitely be very sad!' Maeve rubbed her faintly aching temples. She recalled Byron's words from last night, "Let's not see each other for the time being." She felt as if she had overlooked something, but she couldn't figure it out.

In the afternoon, after her fever subsided, Maeve went to the studio. Something came up, and he sent his secretary to sign the contract with her. The terms were very friendly to Dreamscape, so friendly that Dreamscape's new collection, launching next month, could even be displayed in all of Trazir's stores. The designers were so excited; it was like they were on steroids. It was a great honor. Maeve wasn't feeling well. All her strength was gone after she signed the contract, and she didn't recover for a long time. Besides, she felt like she was running a fever again. She took her temperature: 101°F.

Maeve leaned against the small sofa in the office to rest. She had a meeting later and couldn't go so listlessly.

After an unknown period, Maeve felt something on her body in her sleep and instantly opened her eyes. A tall, thin man stood before her, wearing a mask; his glass-like honey-brown eyes shone.

"Tom?" Maeve sat up sleepily. The thin blanket slid down to her lap. "When did you come? How's your face recovering?"

"It's all thanks to you and your kid. I'm much better than before. I'll be able to recover in a while," Tom said softly. His eyes were no longer as dead as before. It was as if a ray of light had seeped into the dark and damp cliff. To Tom, Maeve was the light.

Maeve hesitated about letting him remove his mask, but he understood and took the initiative. Seeing him, Maeve was relieved but also a little disappointed. Theo's acupuncture was no longer needed; he just needed to apply medicine and adjust internally. He would probably return to Estan soon. After his sister voluntarily withdrew from the line of succession, he became the only successor. She thought he wouldn't stay in a foreign country for too long. 'Where can I find such a suitable bodyguard in the future?'

At that moment, Maeve heard Tom ask, "I'll be back to work tomorrow."

"What?"

"It doesn't matter if the wound on my face is exposed now, so I can come back to work."

"Huh?" Maeve looked at him in confusion. "You still want to continue working here?"

"You're the heir of a country, dude. Is my small studio actually so attractive?"

Tom nodded without hesitation.

"Tom, your family has always wanted you to go back. They are all very worried about you," Maeve thought for a moment and said. "Moreover, your face will recover soon. The things you were worried about in the past are no longer a problem."

Tom's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. "So you know I didn't lose my memory."

"Yes, I figured it out."

"I didn't mean to lie to you before. It's just that before I met you and Theo, I had always wanted to die and didn't care much about anything," Tom said apologetically.

Maeve waved her hand. "It's fine. I didn't take it to heart. Besides, we weren't very familiar at that time. You were right to be wary." If he had said he was the heir of a country right away, she would have wondered if something was wrong with his brain.

After that, Maeve hesitated. "You really don't plan to go back?"

"I'm quite happy to be your bodyguard. I'm also very free," Tom laughed heartily. "I'm enjoying it very much. I don't plan to go back for the time being."

Maeve had mixed feelings. Of course, she was happy that such an outstanding bodyguard was staying. However, if the Nolan couple heard this, they would probably cry.

After the meeting, Maeve felt her body temperature rise and fall, like a roller coaster, making her mentally and physically exhausted. She didn't know if it was the effect of her fever from being drenched in the rain, but her physique was now very fragile.

After work, she drove to the First Hospital. Jaylen hadn't been discharged yet. To prevent him from entering the laboratory again, Maeve and Daryl hadn't approved his discharge. Jaylen frowned when he saw her.

"Why do you look so pale? Are you sick?"

"It's a little fever. It subsided just now," Maeve's voice was a little hoarse. "Maybe it's because I drank wine last night and caught a cold. I'll be fine after resting for two days. It's fine. How are you today? Are you still coughing blood?"

Jaylen didn't answer her question and grabbed her wrist. "Have you never looked in the mirror today? Your face is so pale that you look like you're going to faint in the next second. How can you say that you're fine?"

Maeve felt a little helpless. 'Is it that serious?'

After a while, Jaylen's expression turned solemn. He subconsciously tightened his grip on Maeve. "Have you been exposed to the X-virus source recently?"