Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 197

On-screen, Maeve lay on the operating table like a corpse—so still it looked like the next second she'd be cut apart piece by piece.

The livestream's screaming, the mocking, the disbelief… it began to die off.

Even the paid trolls—no matter how much the Morales family had wired them—felt their stomachs drop at the sight. When death is that close, it's hard to keep tossing out smug little jokes.

Maeve had filmed the clip while pretending to be unconscious, using a pen camera she carried on her. She'd kept it for exactly this day—waiting for the moment she'd need it against the Morales family.

The video was less than twenty seconds long, but it was enough. It showed Maeve as a victim—drugged, prepped, and nearly harvested.

Watching, Andres's throat tightened and his stomach dropped.

While Maeve had been on that table waiting for her fate, he'd been at the Grand Horizon Hotel signing a contract with Anya.

No wonder Maeve had stormed in furious and wrecked the place.

After nearly dying, the fact she hadn't dragged the Morales family straight to hell herself was restraint.

As more and more truth surfaced, Maeve looked into the camera again.

"They used ‘family' as an excuse to put their own daughter on an operating table and take an organ. From beginning to end, nobody asked me what I wanted."

Her voice stayed calm, but it sharpened at the edges.

"If I hadn't woken up in time and fought back…"

She pointed to her side. "There'd be a scar here, and I'd be missing a kidney."

Before anyone could even process that, she pivoted.

"You keep accusing me of taking two hundred million and refusing to save him. But did it ever occur to you that money was mine to begin with?"

"The Morales Group's wealth and status today has a direct connection to my mother's recipes."

She put up another piece of evidence in the split-screen: a handwritten recipe book.

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