Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 324

So Landon didn't actually know what his mother looked like.

And as for Anya—sure, she could do a little hacking.

But if the Whites were determined to keep things sealed tight, there was only so much she could dig up from the outside. Getting a real picture of what went on inside that family would be next to impossible.

So Maeve made the call.

"Find a stand-in. Someone to pretend to be Mrs. White, and have Natalia move into Azure Bay Villa with her."

Andres's face twisted with instant resistance, but Maeve didn't even blink. She drove the point home, slow and firm.

"If you want to study an enemy, you keep her where you can see her. Right under your nose."

The next morning, Maeve walked onto campus looking refreshed and annoyingly unbothered.

The moment she passed through the gates, heads turned. Eyes followed. Students stared like she'd grown a second head.

Every now and then she caught the hiss of whispers, but Maeve let the noise wash right past her.

Obviously, yesterday's beatdown—Maeve absolutely leveling Leah Ford—had already made the rounds all over Aethelburg University.

"M-Ma… Maeve!"

A timid voice called from behind her—testing the waters, careful as a stray cat.

Maeve stopped and turned.

It was Daisy Duke, the girl who'd been getting bullied.

After a night of rest, the swelling in Daisy's face had mostly gone down. At least now she looked more like a person and less like a crime scene.

And up close, Daisy was actually pretty. A baby-faced kind of pretty—clear eyes, a shy smile that didn't quite know where to land.

Maeve lifted an eyebrow, her tone flat. "Yeah?"

Daisy's excitement bubbled up despite herself.

Maeve was one of those names everyone on campus knew. Quiet. Low-profile. The type with a reputation for not talking much—and not needing to.

"I—I just wanted to say thank you," Daisy said quickly. "Yesterday… if you hadn't stepped in, I probably would've been locked in that bathroom all night."

Maeve couldn't have cared less.

"God, no." Daisy waved both hands like she was shooing away smoke. "Not me."

"But Leah bullied you over it."

Daisy's mouth twisted. "Jay offered me a hundred bucks to get him the med school's ‘it girl's' contact info. Leah saw part of it and decided I was secretly making moves or something."

Maeve couldn't have been less interested in campus gossip.

She looked Daisy dead in the eye. "If you don't want to keep getting targeted, stay away from people who bring trouble to your doorstep. Including me."

Leah had been humiliated. She was definitely going to hold a grudge.

And girls like Leah—weak against the strong, vicious against the weak—didn't usually come at you head-on. They went after whoever was close to you instead.

Daisy gave a small, almost resigned laugh. "After yesterday, I've already made her hate me."

"When her medical leave is over, she'll come back and come for me. No question."

Maeve caught the detail. "Leah's on medical leave?"