Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 468

Without looking, she snatched a heavy glass beaker off the workstation and hurled it blindly backward.

On the monitors, Simon and the others watched in stunned silence.

The rat, which had just licked the deadliest pathogen on earth, was slammed flat against the steel counter, perfectly trapped beneath the glass dome.

Connor's jaw practically hit the floor.

"That aim... she had to have guessed, right?"

The counter was covered in fragile test tubes and expensive equipment, yet the beaker she casually tossed backward had cleanly captured the rat without shattering a single piece of glass.

After finishing her data entry, Maeve strolled over to the trapped animal.

Simon roared into the microphone.

"Step away from the glass! That animal is highly contagious!"

Maeve completely ignored the order.

"It's just the R-Virus," she said casually. "I can handle it."

The moment she uttered the name, dead silence fell over the executive office.

She knew what the R-Virus was?

How the hell did a college sophomore know about a classified apex pathogen?

And if she knew what it was, did she comprehend just how brutally fatal it was?

Inside the lab, Maeve reached the counter. The rat was already convulsing and going limp under the glass.

Simon urged, "Do not touch it. The cellular degradation is immediate—"

"I'm aware of the pathology," Maeve interrupted smoothly. "It rapidly breaks down organic matter and causes catastrophic environmental collapse."

"And as of today, there isn't a single broad-spectrum antibiotic on the market that can touch it."

While she spoke, she was already moving, mixing chemical compounds with practiced, blurring speed.

She was completely unbothered. There was no panic, no frantic fumbling just because a doomsday virus was in the room.

Maeve picked it up by the tail and casually tossed it back into the containment cage.

The other rats swarmed it, squeaking loudly.

She looked up, staring dead into the lens of the security camera.

"The transmission rate of the R-Virus is aggressive."

"If every rat in this cage isn't dead in ten minutes, it means my synthesized cure was a success."

She slid the cage directly into the center of the camera's frame.

"Start the clock."

"In ten minutes, I'll show you a miracle."

Simon didn't need the lecture. He knew the R-Virus was an instant death sentence.

He simply couldn't fathom that a global medical crisis could be solved by Maeve with a flick of her wrist.