Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 225

Mr. Q was one of Andres's top operators, controlling a separate territory from Raven.

Half a month earlier, Mr. Q had taken a major contract and was currently on assignment on the other side of the world.

Weston might be Mr. Q's cousin, but they didn't run in the same circles.

So being dragged into the mercenaries' headquarters scared him senseless.

Hans put on a friendly smile and patted Weston's shoulder a few times.

"Relax. Mr. Andres just has a few questions. Once we're done, you'll be escorted out safely."

Andres stretched out a long leg, hooked a chair closer with his foot, and nudged it in front of Weston—an order without words.

Weston didn't dare refuse. He sat and spoke quietly. "Ask whatever you need, Mr. Andres."

Andres didn't waste time. "Six months ago, you were in a serious accident?"

The memory was still fresh. Weston nodded immediately.

"Yes, Mr. Andres. I went camping with some friends. On the way, we collided with a semi."

"The driver and two friends in the back died on impact. I was in the front passenger seat."

"The airbag kept my head from taking the worst of it, so I lived—but my legs were almost destroyed."

Even talking about it made Weston look shaken.

Andres's voice stayed steady. "How bad were your legs?"

Weston pointed at his knees. "Tendons torn. Bones broken. After the crash, I couldn't feel much below the waist."

Andres felt a chill.

A crash. Front passenger seat. Both legs.

It was almost identical to his mother Sofia's accident.

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