Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 478

Although Maeve had a face any man would lust after, her personality was far too abrasive.

Bowen preferred his women soft, submissive, and delicate—just like Sienna.

Maeve, like Naomi, was overflowing with sharp edges and hostility.

Women like that needed to be brutally broken in.

Bowen sneered. "Where's the other girl? Lina?"

"Injured," Maeve replied flatly. "Sent to the hospital."

"Do you know why she got injured?" Bowen challenged.

Maeve raised an eyebrow.

"Enlighten me."

Bowen's tone was drenched in pure arrogance.

"When you step through those doors, you need to know your place."

"The customer is the master, and the server is the servant."

"Do you know how a servant is supposed to act in front of their betters?"

Right in front of Maeve's face, Bowen pointed aggressively at the floor.

"Serving from the floor is the highest form of respect a servant can show."

"If a lowly dog like you doesn't even understand that basic rule, you deserve to be punished."

Maeve caught the sick, sadistic thrill burning in Bowen's eyes.

No wonder Lina had called the guests in Room 1919 psychos.

They used their wealth and status to treat other people's lives and dignity like absolute garbage.

Scum like Bowen was the definition of human waste.

Once again, Maeve was glad Naomi had cut ties with this absolute bastard so early on.

If Naomi had listened to her family and married this piece of trash, Maeve might have murdered him herself.

Seeing Maeve stay completely silent, Bowen's ego swelled.

"Since you're taking Lina's place, you'll follow the rules. You serve us on the floor, groveling the entire time."

Though most of the men were watching her, a few were still lost in their own worlds.

Like the couple going at it in the corner.

Bowen raised his voice, repeating his demand.

"I told you to get on the ground like a good little dog!"

Maeve tilted her ear toward him.

"Did you forget to eat today? Speak up, I can't hear you."

Bowen couldn't believe her sheer audacity.

She was just a broke wage-slave, and she dared to play games with him?

This time, he practically screamed, "Get on the ground!"

A wicked, predatory smile slowly spread across Maeve's lips.

"That is genuinely the most hilarious joke I've heard all year."

While Bowen was still processing her words, Maeve's leg snapped up, driving her heel violently into the back of his knee.