Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 232

She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, her features so unremarkable they practically invited you to look away. She was the kind of person who'd blend into a crowd and fade from memory the second she was out of sight.

Murray and the guards stepped in front of Andres before she could get close, forming a solid wall of muscle.

They all had the same thought: Where did she come from?

Running at them alone like this—was she suicidal, or stupid?

The woman froze when she realized she'd been blocked.

Her face was tight with urgency. "Sir, I need to be clear—I mean you no harm."

"My name is Natalia Moore. And… I can tell we're from the same country."

She pointed hard toward the blast site. "There are several critically injured people over there. They're citizens too."

"Their flight won't depart for at least another six hours."

Andres's patience thinned. "So?"

Natalia blinked, clearly thrown—not just by his coldness, but by the fact that the man was devastatingly handsome and his voice had that low, dangerous pull.

"I was thinking… since we're from the same place, could you make an exception? Let the injured board your private jet so they can get home for treatment."

Andres didn't hesitate. "No."

Natalia: "…"

"That's… that's really how you're going to be?" she snapped. "You don't have to be so heartless."

"Doing a good deed costs you nothing. Everyone back home understands that."

Hans finally cut in, his tone clipped. "Miss, do you realize where you are?"

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