Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 115

Which was her way of saying: if there hadn't been so many people watching, Naomi might've hit her a lot harder.

Bowen predictably took the bait. "Sienna, does she hit you a lot?"

Sienna lowered her head and cried, performing the innocent, fragile-little-victim routine like she'd been born for it.

Bowen whipped around on Naomi. "How can you be so disgusting?"

This time Naomi couldn't even be bothered to roll her eyes.

Maeve wasn't about to let her friend get steamrolled. "Sir, before you start spewing garbage, could you maybe learn what actually happened?"

She pointed straight at Sienna. "My friend and I were eating. She walked up and dumped a drink on her. If Naomi hadn't dodged fast, it would've been all over her hair and face. That kind of malicious stunt—who would just take it?"

Only then did Bowen really notice Maeve. Where did this girl come from? She was—ridiculously pretty.

Sienna sobbed harder, scrambling for an excuse. "I didn't do it on purpose."

Bowen forced himself not to look at Maeve's unfairly beautiful face.

"Sienna's so kind it hurts. There's no way she'd do something like throwing a drink on someone. You're framing her—ganging up to bully her."

Maeve: "..."

She'd honestly believed stupidity had gone extinct. Turns out she'd just met a living specimen.

"Naomi," Maeve asked quietly, "is this what your life's been like since you came back to Aethelburg?"

Naomi gave a crooked, bitter smile. "You're seeing it. The world's full of walking disasters."

Maeve patted her shoulder. "Poor kid."

Bowen was still shouting. "If you don't apologize to Sienna, I'll tell Mr. and Mrs. Lowell what you've done."

"And you'd better understand something—your precious ‘bloodline' means nothing compared to twenty years of family love."

He wasn't even subtle. He was warning Naomi that even if she was the Lowells' biological daughter, she'd never outrank Sienna in Mr. and Mrs. Lowell's hearts.

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