Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 272

Maeve, who'd been quietly stewing over Griffin, just stared. Speechless.

"What did any of this have to do with me?" she thought.

Mrs. Sullivan kept wailing like she was auditioning for a tragedy.

"Back then, if my husband hadn't saved the old master's life, do you think the White family would have what it has today?"

"The Sullivans are this family's benefactors! Now the old master is gone and you're doing this—using us up and tossing us aside!"

Mrs. Sullivan collapsed to the floor, clutching at her chest and wailing as she launched into a full-blown performance.

"My life is misery—widowed so young!"

"To raise my little girl, I gave up the chance to marry again and stayed here as a servant!"

"I thought our sacrifice would be remembered for a lifetime… and now we're being thrown out!"

"Honey… if you can hear me up there, come back and protect us…"

Maeve covered her mouth with her hand and leaned toward Sofia, whispering, "She's done this act in front of you before, hasn't she?"

Sofia gave a bitter little smile.

Maeve had guessed right.

The reason the Sullivan mother and daughter had always been treated as "special" in the manor had a lot to do with Mrs. Sullivan's constant performances.

The squeaky wheel got the grease.

Molly's father had worked a high-risk job while he was alive. After he died, Caden had paid the Sullivans a generous compensation. He'd even spent money to educate Molly and set her up for life.

The Whites had done more than enough.

When the Sullivan women only got louder and more aggressive, Murray and several security men finally hauled them out by force.

Maeve's phone buzzed with a text.

From Naomi. Only a few words:

"Tonight, rain. Thunder."

Maeve's expression shifted.

She turned to Sofia. "Get some rest. I need to step out for a bit."

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