Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 470

"Miss Vance explicitly demanded her own project team."

"Every single project in this lab is tied to massive financial stakes."

"If you hand over the reins to anyone who walks in off the street, the entire purpose of the ranking system is destroyed."

Connor leaned in and muttered a warning in Audrey's ear.

"No one in the history of this company has ever cleared the S-rank trial."

"If you force this, you're just slamming the door in her face."

Audrey was furious enough that Simon was blatantly playing favorites.

Now Connor, her supposed ally, was turning on her too?

Livid, she redirected all her hostility toward Maeve.

"You have two options."

"If you insist on leading a team immediately, you must take the S-rank trial."

"As a courtesy, I'll warn you: since the day Lab C was founded, not a single person has survived it."

"If you're scared, this is your chance to back out."

"Your performance today was solid, and both the boss and Connor clearly want you on the payroll."

"The second option is we downgrade the trial to A, B, or C-rank."

"With your skill set, taking a lower tier guarantees you a spot in the building."

"But the catch is, to maintain the integrity of the lab..."

"You don't get your own project."

"You start as a standard team member, put in the years, and earn your way up like everyone else."

This was the absolute furthest Audrey was willing to bend, and frankly, it was a generous offer.

It kept Maeve in the building but locked her out of the VIP circle.

For a college student who hadn't even graduated, a junior researcher spot was the holy grail.

Maeve didn't hesitate for a second.

Lab C had an endless backlog of conceptual files waiting for a visionary.

If she truly had the spine to lead a team, he was more than willing to hand her the crown.

Maeve nodded briskly.

"Then we have a deal, Mr. Grover. See you in two days."

Seeing she was ready to leave, Simon grabbed his jacket. "Perfect timing. I'm done for the day. I'll walk out with you."

Connor and Audrey watched in silence as the two of them stepped into Simon's private executive elevator—a symbol of absolute authority in the building.

Once the doors slid shut, Connor mused, "You know, they actually make a great match."

Audrey shot him a venomous glare.

"Whenever you try playing matchmaker, it always blows up in your face."

Connor gave a slow, self-deprecating nod.

"You're right. Just yesterday, I was saying the same thing about you and the boss."Audrey’s only response was slamming the door in his face so hard the frame rattled.