Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 582

What kind of hellish arrangement was this?

At that moment, Maeve's mind was entirely consumed by Sterling's unreasonable demand.

She completely failed to notice the group of people walking straight toward her.

Distracted, Maeve collided hard with the man leading the group.

When they crashed, Maeve still had her phone in her hand.

The force of the impact knocked the phone out of her grip, sending it flying.

Anyone else would have stumbled and fallen awkwardly from such a violent collision.

But Maeve reacted the instant they made contact.

She took a slight step back, her lower body perfectly rooted and steady enough to support her entire weight.

Just as the flying phone was about to hit the ground, she gently hooked it with the tip of her shoe.

With a slight pop of her knee, the phone flipped perfectly back into her hand.

The entire sequence flowed as smoothly as running water, happening in the span of just three seconds.

"Hey! Don't you have eyes?"

"Which department are you from? Do you have any idea who you almost knocked over?"

A harsh reprimand rang in Maeve's ears.

The person she had bumped into was a tall man dressed in a bespoke suit that screamed old money.

The voice yelling at her belonged to an assistant standing right behind him.

The man had stumbled backward a few steps from the collision.

Once he regained his footing, he raised a hand to silence his subordinate.

He looked Maeve up and down, a hint of amusement flickering in his gaze.

"Miss, the tired trope of bumping into someone to secure a lifelong romance is severely out of style."

Maeve was speechless.

What was he talking about?

"Sir, while confidence is commendable, too much of it just makes you insufferable."

"Bumping into you was indeed my fault, but you should also do a little self-reflection."

Barton asked with genuine interest, "What exactly should I reflect on?"

Maeve looked at him with absolute calm.

"You have such a weak presence that I failed to even notice you were there."

Barton pressed a fist to his lips, seemingly trying very hard not to laugh.

"A bizarre excuse, but I'll accept it."

He hadn't expected this stunningly beautiful girl to have such a fascinating thought process.

Women tried to pull this exact stunt on him all the time.

But Barton felt that if every woman throwing herself into his arms was this high-quality, he wouldn't mind carving out some free time to entertain a little office romance.

After all, no man in the world could resist a gorgeous woman willingly throwing herself at him.