Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 523

Quinn's reaction that night was still fresh in Andres's memory. When he asked Quinn to track down The Shadow Healer, Quinn had explicitly stated he wouldn't steal business from K. Hans, who had been present, clearly remembered the exchange.

"Boss, is it possible Mr. Hayes genuinely didn't know K was dead? When you asked him about K's whereabouts, his exact words were that he didn't know where K was. Furthermore, Ksite hasn't accepted a single commission in over a year. I ran the timeline, and the moment K stopped taking jobs perfectly aligns with the rumored time of his death."

Andres narrowed his eyes. "Do we have a specific cause of death for K?"

"Rumor has it that it's tied to the massive medical system upheaval in Bayside City," Hans explained. "A lot of the data is heavily encrypted. Without top-tier clearance, it's impossible to verify the details. I only managed to scrape this together by paying off elite hackers."

Andres formed a bold theory. What if Maeve and K knew each other? Not only that, but everything she was currently doing might be directly linked to the deceased hacker. She had used hypnosis on Donovan Yarrow four times to force a confession, which meant the man was intimately involved in whatever happened back then.

Andres issued a cold command. "Send more men to monitor the psychiatric hospital. Since we've locked Donovan Yarrow up, make sure he rots in there for the rest of his life." Even though that perverted scumbag hadn't managed to lay a single finger on Maeve, Andres still harbored the urge to skin him alive. The torture devices Murray had used in the hotel room were already packed up and delivered to a designated contact inside the psychiatric ward. Whatever agony Donovan had inflicted on others, he was going to experience it a thousand times over.

Hans immediately caught his boss's drift. "Don't worry, Boss. Even if Yarrow regains his sanity, he'll spend his remaining days trapped in that asylum."

Panic seized Anya, and her voice cracked into a sob. "Please! This is a matter of life and death! Just give me a chance. Ten minutes—no, five! Just give me five minutes!" Had she not been pushed to the absolute brink, she never would have resorted to ambushing him like this. She had tried calling him, only to find her number blocked. She had tried visiting Azure Bay, but his security guards had unceremoniously turned her away. Left with zero options, she had staked out the Orca Group, praying for a fleeting moment of his time.

Desperate to stop him from walking away, Anya blurted out, "I want you to move up our wedding date!"

The sheer absurdity of the statement froze both Andres and Hans in their tracks.