Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 387

The moment Landon scanned the QR code, the brightly lit room dropped into total darkness.

Someone in the crowd let out a nervous whisper. "Did the power just go out?"

Before the words even finished, something stranger happened.

One entire wall of the game room—an ordinary white wall—had somehow become a projection screen.

The wall brightened, and then the image snapped into focus so clearly it felt like it was in the room with them.

Everyone could see it.

Carson was the first to recover from the shock. He pointed at the huge display. "That's… that's Mr. Hart's chat with Miss Mendoza."

Only then did people truly understand what they were looking at.

It was Landon's phone—his screen—blown up to the size of a movie.

On the projection, the conversation between Landon and Nevaeh was mostly voice messages. You couldn't see the content yet, but the format alone was unmistakable.

In the dark, no one could see Landon's expression. But they didn't need to.

He moved fast, trying to shut it down, trying to regain control of his phone—only to realize the device wasn't responding to him at all. No matter what he tapped, nothing worked.

And then Maeve—somehow, through some back-end control—started playing the audio aloud.

Landon's voice filled the room, crisp and undeniable.

"No matter what it takes," he said, "tonight's party has to end with Andres and that woman, Maeve Vance, completely at war. Make sure they split for good."

Nobody in that room could mistake his voice—least of all Michael and Corbin, who'd known him for years.

In their minds, Landon had always been polished. Charming. The kind of gentleman who helped people without keeping score.

But the voice on that wall wasn't charming.

On the wall, Nevaeh's voice continued, smooth as silk.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hart. Without your guidance, I wouldn't have had a chance to climb onto the Spark Industries ship."

She laughed lightly. "My career is what it is because of you."

"And besides… we had a very fun night together a few days ago."

Then, her tone sharpened with confidence. "If all you want is to wreck Andres and his new girl… I'm good at that. It's basically my specialty."

It was only a few lines—but it exposed far too much.

One: Nevaeh truly did have deep ties to Spark Industries.

Two: Landon had been the one pulling strings, laying tracks for her to run on.