Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 951

Andres was a bit confused.

"What's going on?"

"This is one of Quinn Hayes's properties," Maeve explained in annoyance.

Andres wasn't stupid; he instantly caught the underlying implication.

"Are you saying Quinn has known where your master has been this whole time?"

Quinn was still out of town on business, yet Hugh Caldwell had chosen to arrange their meeting here.

It proved one thing: Hugh was just a front. The real person who wanted to see them was someone else entirely.

That person was Griffin.

Escorted by Murray and a few other bodyguards, Andres and Maeve stepped out of the car.

Someone quickly came out to greet them.

The courtyard architecture was a stunning blend of antique and modern.

Every corner they passed was heavily guarded by security.

Upon reaching the main hall, they finally came face-to-face with Hugh.

The man was nearing fifty but impeccably maintained, radiating an imposing aura.

Despite his high status, he didn't put on airs. Seeing Andres and Maeve enter, he personally stood up to welcome them.

"Mr. White, Maeve. It's a pleasure."

Andres had always held a good impression of Hugh.

Especially since the man had just done him a massive favor.

"The honor is mine, Mr. Caldwell. I've been looking forward to thanking you in person."

Maeve unceremoniously sized Hugh up.

Noticing her piercing stare, Hugh chuckled.

"Are you curious about how I met Griffin?"

Maeve was as blunt as ever.

"I know almost all of my dad's friends, but he's never mentioned you."

Before Hugh could even stand, Griffin strolled into the room from the doorway.

The second he appeared, Maeve flicked her wrist, shooting a silver needle from her specialized pen with blinding speed.

Just as it was about to pierce Griffin's neck, he caught the hair-thin needle perfectly between his index and middle fingers.

The midday sun poured through the windows, catching the cold gleam of the metal in his hand.

Looking at the needle, Griffin let out a low chuckle. "How many times do I have to tell you? Stop resorting to these underhanded parlor tricks."

With a flick of his wrist, he shot the needle right back. Maeve caught it with the exact same speed.

Their deadly volley left everyone in the room staring in awe.

Hugh laughed, smoothing over the tension.

"You two are at each other's throats the second you reunite. Aren't you worried about ruining the family bond?"

Griffin looked exasperated. "I can't help it. She's been spoiled rotten."

Maeve glared at him with predatory eyes. "I thought you'd never have the guts to show your face to me again."