Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 332

Forced into it, Hans said it straight.

"Miss Vance got into Simon Grover's car today."

He knew the Grovers were Andres's landmine—something you didn't mention, didn't touch, didn't even breathe too loudly around.

Even the name itself had become a taboo in the White family.

Hans hadn't wanted to bring it up.

But Andres had made one thing crystal clear: anything Maeve did, any movement at all, got reported immediately.

The bodyguards assigned to Maeve said she'd been alone in the car with Simon for thirty minutes.

Thirty minutes in which nobody—Simon's assistant, his security, anyone—knew what they'd said, what they'd done, what had happened.

And because it involved the Grovers, Hans didn't dare conceal it.

So he swallowed hard, offended Maeve by doing his job, and reported it.

Andres's face changed instantly.

Back at the Zero Bar entrance, Andres had already sensed it—Simon hadn't come in peace.

A man like that didn't "accidentally" get close to Maeve. Not without a motive.

Near dinnertime, Maeve returned to Azure Bay, backpack on her shoulder, a phone pinned between her ear and shoulder as she walked.

"Before midnight, I'll send the data to your inbox. And remember—I'm giving you three days."

"Three days, and I want your results in my hands."

"And don't ask where the herbs came from. If they work, I'll find a way to get you more."

Andres watched her, debating whether to ask about Simon.

When she finally ended the call, he stood and went to her.

"Maeve—"

The moment the line went dead, she cut in briskly.

"I already ate out. I'm just grabbing a few things, then I'm heading to Quiet Garden."

She jogged a few steps toward the stairs, then doubled back like she'd remembered something.

Two minutes later, she thundered back down.

Andres finally found his voice. "I'll drive you."

Maeve waved him off. "You're busy. I'll take my own car."

"I need a set of experimental data tonight."

"And if you're tired, just sleep. Don't wait up."

"If things go badly, I might be up all night."

"If it goes smoothly, I'll be back in an hour."

Andres didn't like her going out alone. "I'll have Murray go with you."

He had a drinking engagement in half an hour. After it wrapped, he could swing by Quiet Garden and pick her up.

Before Maeve could refuse again, he shot Murray a look.

Murray hustled after her. "Driving is manual labor, ma'am. Let a brute like me handle it."