Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 171

Gianna White withdrew the assessing look she'd been giving Maeve Vance. "I do have something important to discuss with you. It's about my husband's nephew."

Andres White had already guessed why she was here, but he played dumb on purpose. "Don't know him."

"He's Emilio Rodriguez, my husband's brother's son. A few days ago he stirred up a little trouble and got taught a hard lesson."

As she spoke, Gianna stole a glance at Andres. "I heard the one who taught him that lesson… was you."

Andres's gaze flicked to the faint smear at the corner of Maeve's mouth. Without a word, he reached over and brushed it away with a napkin—quietly tender, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

That small, intimate gesture made Gianna hesitate, suddenly unsure if she'd said something wrong.

Andres tossed the napkin aside and started peeling an orange.

"A few days ago, someone who called himself Mr. Emilio did get handled by my security," he said evenly. "So he's your family."

His hands moved with unhurried precision, like he was working on something delicate instead of stripping fruit.

"If nobody crosses my line, I don't go out of my way to pick fights."

"Aethelburg isn't that big. If you hit the wrong person by accident, it's awkward for everyone."

"But if I give the order to move?" He looked up. "Then it's never something minor."

He arranged the orange segments neatly on a small plate and set it in front of Maeve.

Gianna had never imagined that Andres—who'd been waited on his entire life—would one day be the one doing the serving.

So what, exactly, was this stunning, sharp-edged girl to him?

Andres answered her unspoken question without blinking. hands on someone who'

His swollen mouth hadn't fully healed. Even his walk was uneven, dragging like every step hurt.

Gianna snapped, "Well? Apologize to Mr. Andres."

Emilio never would've believed that the man who'd had him beaten was the infamous Mr. Andres of Aethelburg.

He regretted learning it this late—and regretted even more that he'd ever crossed someone like this.

His legs gave out. He dropped hard onto the marble floor. "I'm sorry, Mr. Andres. I was wrong."

In only a few days, his family had plunged into financial crisis, and the entire clan was panicking because of his recklessness.

Even his grandmother—who'd always spoiled him—had forced him to come to the White estate and apologize.

No matter what it took today, he had to earn Mr. Andres's forgiveness.