Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 222

She was about to start arguing with people one by one when an elderly woman came charging over, leaning hard on a cane.

Her voice boomed, startlingly powerful for her age. "Which one of you is Anya?"

The students, reacting on instinct, pointed at Anya in unison. "Her!"

Anya still hadn't processed what was happening when the old woman marched up and slapped her twice—hard.

The sound was sharper than Maeve's slap, the force behind it unmistakable.

Elena stared at Maeve. "What is going on?"

Maeve said calmly, "I warned her. I told her she was going to have a bad day."

Elena blinked. "You're psychic now?"

Anya, stunned, held her swelling cheek and shouted, "Who are you? You can't just hit people without knowing anything!"

She reached for her phone to call the police—only for the old woman to smack it out of her hand.

The woman jabbed her cane at Anya. "If it weren't for you, you little demon, my precious grandson wouldn't be rotting behind bars!"

"Someone told me you're a hacker. That video everyone's been spreading online—you leaked it."

This wasn't just any old woman.

She was Mrs. Rodriguez—Emilio Rodriguez's grandmother.

Anya looked completely lost. "What video?"

Mrs. Rodriguez swung her cane and cracked it across Anya's back.

"At a time like this you're still playing dumb? I swear I'll beat you half to death today, you walking curse."

Mrs. Rodriguez was genuinely out of her mind with rage.

Her beloved grandson had been reported and hauled into legal trouble, throwing the Rodriguez family into chaos.

But in Mrs. Rodriguez's mind, all of it was the Morales family's doing.

The Moraleses had been all over the internet lately—especially Ansel. Mrs. Rodriguez had hated him ever since the scandal two years ago, when a pregnant girl died after being shoved.

If the Morales family hadn't made such a public mess, it wouldn't have dragged her precious grandson down with them.

Emilio had told her the beating video had been deleted—and that only Anya had the skills to restore deleted footage.

He'd also told her Anya had never gotten along with Ansel and would love nothing more than to stomp on him when he was down.

So if the video resurfaced, it had to be Anya.

That was how the misunderstanding took root.

Mrs. Rodriguez didn't listen to a word Anya said. With a weapon in her hands and fury in her chest, she went after her like a storm.

"Don't feed me excuses. You got my Emilio thrown in jail—you should drop dead!"