Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 280

And Andres wasn't just allowed in—he was welcomed in with smiles.

So who was backing him?

What kind of shield did he have that made rules bend like that?

James yanked a staffer aside and pointed toward the conference room.

"Is there a meeting in there?"

The staffer eyed him. "A special meeting. Once a month. The people inside are… heavyweights."

James's face tightened. "Then why is Andres White in there?"

The staffer clearly recognized the fishing expedition.

"It's classified. I don't know much."

Even if he did, he wouldn't dare talk.

James's expression grew uglier.

Heavyweights.

Classified.

And Andres—sitting among them.

It made no sense.

Inside the conference room, the seats were filled with officials whose faces regularly appeared on national broadcasts.

Andres greeted several men—older, powerful, the sort who had watched him grow up—then took a seat that looked disturbingly like it had always been his.

"Apologies, everyone," Andres said. "Something happened at home, so we moved the meeting to today."

One of the officials waved it off. "Dates don't matter. Tell us—this trip abroad. What did you bring back?"

Andres didn't waste time. He signaled to Hans and the others.

"Bring the haul in."

Hans and Murray carried in several large cases and opened them in full view of the room.

Inside were eighteen jade carvings, each carved from exceptionally fine stone.

He served as a commercial representative moving between countries.

And to keep someone like him from ever becoming someone else's asset, he'd been granted a sealed, shadowed title: Minister of Special Security.

A salary on the government's dime, certain privileges, and yet—freedom from the usual constraints.

Of course, he didn't take without giving.

When the country needed work done that couldn't be done cleanly, Andres handled it—tracking collaborators, catching spies through methods that didn't fit neatly into any handbook, reducing the flow of sensitive information out of the country.

And in return, the state did everything it could to conceal his position, so he could operate in the open as himself.

After the officials finished examining the eighteen relics, Andres finally turned to the real purpose of the meeting.

He had Hans pull up a presentation. On the screen appeared a five-minute video.

It showed a 3D-rendered battlefield—fast, modern, terrifying—weaponry so advanced it looked like science fiction.

A startled voice broke the room's low murmur.

"Is that… the rumored stealth fighter?"