Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1170

Maeve rubbed her visibly swollen belly. "As an expectant mother, I'm not quite that bored."

She casually slid a pink flash drive across Simon's desk.

"This is my personal return gift to you."

Simon froze. "What does that mean?"

Maeve met his gaze. "Whitty mentioned that on the day a bomb was planted in my car, you called me multiple times trying to warn me."

"Even though the explosion didn't actually harm me, you chose to warn me in a critical moment rather than stand by and watch. I acknowledge that."

"This flash drive contains the formula for neutralizing the R-Virus. Along with the formula, I included some of my own academic notes. Consider it my way of saying thank you."

The dim, defeated look in Simon's eyes vanished, instantly replaced by a burning, electrifying spark.

Even now, cracking the R-Virus remained the absolute biggest hurdle in his career.

If he could finalize the cure, it would generate astronomical profits and prestige for his lab.

To hand over such a priceless formula as a casual thank you gift—Simon couldn't help but suspect her true motives.

Maeve raised an eyebrow. "What? Don't want my gift?"

Simon didn't move a muscle.

"You're a genius. There's no way you don't know who planted that bomb in your car."

"Even though the culprit has already paid a brutal price, it doesn't change the fact that she and I share the same blood."

Simon was well aware of how utterly destroyed Nancy's life had become recently.

Divorced, miscarried, and forced into a life-saving hysterectomy—she was living a waking nightmare.

If Maeve didn't have a hand in orchestrating that downfall, Simon would eat his own shoes.

He felt lucky enough that Maeve hadn't come here to destroy him by association. He certainly wasn't thick-skinned enough to expect her gratitude.

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