Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 295

Imperial Mall—the biggest shopping center in Aethelburg—was basically a temple to luxury.

Every major designer had a storefront.

The prices were outrageous, but it never lacked customers—especially not wealthy ones.

Aside from the one time on the yacht when Maeve wore a fitted dress, she usually preferred sleek utility-style outfits or athleisure.

Most girls couldn't pull off that look.

On Maeve, it read sharp, cool, and effortlessly bold.

To avoid drawing attention, Andres had Murray and the other bodyguards keep their distance.

Still, a striking man and a beautiful woman walking together was always going to pull eyes.

What made it even funnier was that everyone else in the mall looked like they'd walked out of a glossy ad—designer labels on their dresses, handbags, bracelets, everything.

Chanel, Hermès, Cartier…

And Andres and Maeve looked like the odd ones out.

Maeve's utility-style outfit looked trendy, but inexpensive—no more than a few hundred dollars.

Her sneakers were from a small brand, maybe fifty bucks.

And the most "mockable" part was the canvas tote on her shoulder.

No logo. No designer silhouette. It looked like something a grandparent had stitched together out of old denim scraps.

The bottom was worn through, faded in spots, scuffed like it had seen a hundred sidewalks.

The kind of bag no one would even bother stealing.

Andres, for his part, was tall and sharp-featured, but he wore plain black trousers and a black shirt with no visible branding at all.

No logo. No obvious label. Nothing to signal status.

In a regular mall, no one would care.

But Imperial Mall sold international luxury goods.

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