Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 109

Years ago, Maeve had taught Naomi how to disarm her setups.

Whatever wards and traps guarded the door, they weren't going to stop Naomi.

Naomi grinned. "Good?"

Maeve's stomach practically caved in on itself with hunger.

In a few quick bites, she demolished the entire bag.

Then, shamelessly, she held out her hand again. "More."

Naomi rolled her eyes, then tossed her a larger sack stuffed with snacks.

Maeve dug through it like a raccoon with a treasure chest.

Of course Naomi knew her tastes. Every single thing inside was something Maeve used to love.

With food in her system, Maeve finally had the energy to speak. "When did you get here? Why didn't you say anything?"

Jasper Jett must've sold her out. Again.

Naomi sipped her iced tea, chewing on the tapioca pearls. "I've been here a while. You were sleeping like a dead pig—dark circles and all. I didn't have the heart to wake you."

"While you were out, I looked around. Same old style. Nothing's changed."

"I heard you spent thirty million on a piece of garbage. So? Get the data you wanted?"

Maeve shot her a look. "One year apart and your mouth got even meaner."

Naomi snorted. "You really don't know why? You vanished without a word. Do you have any idea how insane everyone went trying to find you?"

Maeve's expression tightened. "Besides Jasper Jett Quinn… and you… who else knows I'm in Aethelburg?"

"No one. Not yet."

"Good," Maeve said. "Don't spread it. I don't need the wrong people catching wind of me."

Naomi's brows lifted. "An enemy?"

Maeve nodded once, silent.

Naomi's mood sharpened instantly. "Who?"

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify