Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 53

Of course.

There was no way Maeve—mean-tempered, sharp-edged Maeve—was going to let Anya off the hook.

She'd just chosen a better moment.

No wonder Mr. Griffin always said girls were the best at these sideways little tricks.

Michael, still bitter about his "Dad" punishment, reminded everyone, "Just so we're clear—if you play, you follow the rules."

As the host of 1908, Andres hadn't checked what was inside the boxes.

But he knew one thing: making someone kneel and bow wasn't something the staff would ever include.

He studied Maeve, thoughtful. Maeve, as usual, simply toyed with her pen.

Anya tugged lightly at Andres's sleeve. "Mr. Andres… do you think I should really bow to her?"

People already whispered she was his woman. Surely he wouldn't want her kneeling to Maeve in front of everyone.

Andres cut her a glance. "Michael called everyone ‘Dad.' Landon finished a whole bottle. Miss Foster barked in public. What do you think?"

He wasn't going to protect her.

Not here. Not tonight.

So, with everyone watching, Anya dropped to her knees and bowed—hard enough that the sound echoed.

Maeve's posture was brazen, almost regal. With Anya kneeling at her feet, it really did look like a servant submitting to a queen.

Even Michael couldn't help wondering: with a presence like that, was Maeve really just some nobody from the sticks?

Quinn, delighted, added fuel. "Don't forget the ‘Your Majesty,' Miss Morales."

Anya looked like she was swallowing blood, but she forced it out through clenched teeth. "Your Majesty."

Maeve tipped Anya's chin up with the toe of her shoe. "A servant who speaks to her queen like that earns thirty lashes at least."

Anya had never felt so humiliated in her life.

She looked to Andres for help.

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