Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 330

And the name Andres kept circling her file—always present, never explained.

Beautiful women drew attention. Maeve drew obsession.

Simon set his glass down. "If you have conditions, name them."

Maeve finally responded. "Why me?"

"Because you're good enough."

"Can I set my own hours?"

Simon nodded. "Your academics come first."

"I don't like irrelevant people telling me what to do."

"In the lab," Simon said evenly, "you answer to me. No one else."

Maeve confirmed again, businesslike. "Three-month trial."

Simon's smile returned. "If you perform well, Grover Group can sign you at any time."

Maeve said, "Fine. Give me a week to think. I'll answer you then."

"I thought you could answer now."

"I need to talk it over with my family."

The word family made Simon's eyebrows lift.

"From what I know, you and the Morales family don't get along."

Maeve looked him in the eye, perfectly composed. "The family I mean has nothing to do with the Morales name."

"It's my man."

Simon went still.

That blunt? No attempt to hide it at all?

He wasn't unaware of the rumors around Maeve and Andres—vague, guarded, never fully confirmed.

A man in Andres's position having beautiful women around him wouldn't be surprising.

Maybe Maeve was simply one of them.

Maeve had no interest in feeding Simon's curiosity. She tilted her watch toward him.

"Thirty minutes is up. I'll contact you in a week."

Andres asked, "Do you understand what you're here to do?"

Ariana answered without flinching. "Mr. Hans explained the situation. Years ago, I had dealings with the madam as well."

"I won't claim I can copy her perfectly—but in front of outsiders, I won't slip."

Anyone Hans brought before Andres was never ordinary.

For now, Andres was satisfied.

"I'll give you three days to adjust," he said. "Especially when you're around me—don't act timid."

"If you look frightened, people will smell something off."

At first, Andres hadn't wanted to accept Maeve's suggestion.

Azure Bay was his private territory. He wouldn't tolerate a woman like Natalia—someone with obvious motives—interfering with his life.

But Maeve had insisted. She wanted Natalia right under her nose, where she could watch every move.

And when the girl he loved insisted on something—

He indulged her. Every time. Unconditionally.