Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 135

Maeve didn't look interested. "Give it to someone else."

"Not surprised," Mateo said. "You really don't want to?"

"I've been busy in the lab. I don't have time for that stuff."

"Fine. I'll turn it down for you," Mateo said. "Honestly, anything tied to the Grover family bores me anyway."

Maeve looked up sharply. "Tied to who?"

"The Grover family."

Maeve's gaze didn't move. "Which Grover family?"

Mateo blinked. "The Grover family—the one that's considered one of the big three in Aethelburg, along with us, the Fulton family. They've been pushing into AI lately, planning some metaverse-adjacent project."

"On the surface, it's a college design competition. In reality, it's a talent hunt."

"I heard the first-place winner doesn't just get extra academic credit—they get full investment backing from Grover Group."

"Our family doesn't need their money. As student council president, I'm basically being used as a mascot."

"I don't know what Mr. Sterling's thinking, but Mr. Yates has basically bet everything on Anya."

He studied Maeve. "Why do you care all of a sudden?"

Maeve came back to herself. "I thought about it. Extra credit is extra credit. It's a meaningful competition—I shouldn't miss it. Mateo, sign me up."

Mateo stared. "You? You actually care about a few points?"

Maeve said calmly, "I had to get perfect scores on my entrance exams. I'm not leaving points on the table now. A point is a point."

Mateo went quiet, at a loss.

After lunch, Maeve headed back to the lab.

Maeve raised her phone and opened the camera, gesturing at him. "Go ahead. Give me a good show."

Luka glared. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Since you're planning to vandalize my property," Maeve said evenly, "I'm collecting evidence. Makes it easier when the police ask questions."

Luka nearly choked.

He waved the men back. Only after they retreated did he force down his rage and say, "Sit. Let's talk."

Maeve's voice didn't soften. "If you're here to talk about the house, there's nothing to discuss."

"You knew about the secret, didn't you?"

"What secret?"

Luka jabbed a finger at the sign. "Don't play dumb now. You knew this ancestral house had some kind of wealth-attracting setup, and you tricked me into transferring it to you. You screw over your own father and you've got the nerve to talk about morals? You've got no conscience."