Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 116

Maeve nudged the staff member aside and smiled. "Let me see."

Her fingers flew over the keyboard. The dead-black screen flickered.

The footage Anya had forcibly wiped using technical tricks—came back to life under Maeve's hands.

In the crowd, Anya's expression changed instantly. Maeve was alive. So her suspicions from the cruise had been right.

This woman really did have skills in the hacking world—just like her.

Once the video restored, Sienna's deliberate drink-dumping played out in front of everyone.

No wonder Naomi had slapped her. It hadn't been unfair at all.

There was no "misunderstanding," no "context." Sienna lifted the cup and poured it straight down at her head. If that wasn't provocation, what was?

Maeve pointed at the screen and looked at Bowen. "Sir. You see it now? Who's actually at fault here?"

Sienna panicked and tried to salvage it. "That's not what happened. Someone tripped me when I walked past."

A bystander scoffed. "Miss, at least try to make it make sense. The video's clear—no one touched you."

Sienna clenched her jaw. "The video was edited."

The crowd: "..." Were they blind? Or stupid?

Even Bowen had lost his earlier swagger.

Sure, Naomi had been wrong to hit someone—but it was also true Sienna had started it.

Someone nearby spoke up. "The woman who got splashed should call the police."

"People don't just dump drinks on strangers for no reason. That's not normal."

"So she lived in luxury for more than twenty years—living the life that was supposed to be mine."

"And I was sold to traffickers. I ended up in an orphanage, abused for years."

With every sentence, eyes widened. People stared like they couldn't believe a soap opera had just walked into their dinner plans.

Naomi continued, voice steady. "Even after I was brought back, my parents couldn't bond with me. They still treat her like their real daughter."

"And the man defending her? He was the fiancé my family originally arranged for me."

"I told him again and again I wasn't interested—that he could go be happy with her. But he still treats me like the enemy. Like I'm the one who stole her place."

Maeve silently gave her best friend a mental standing ovation.

Naomi knew exactly what to say, and she'd played it perfectly.