Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 650

"If Miss Vance and Miss Lowell were queens ruling the world, we would gladly offer ourselves to your harem and spend our lives serving you," they chimed in seamlessly.

Maeve was utterly speechless.

The escorts at The Imperial really took their jobs seriously.

After downing an entire glass of wine, Naomi was clearly drunk.

She clung to Maeve's arm, aggressively ranting about her views on romance.

"I used to be poor. I didn't dare dream of anything."

"Even when I met a guy I liked, all I could do was hide in the corner and watch him shine."

"But things are different now."

Right in front of Maeve, Naomi slapped a sleek black card onto the table. "Do you know what this represents? Money, power, and status."

"I might not be a billionaire, but I'm an heiress with real capital in Aethelburg now."

Even if the elite circles refused to acknowledge her, why the hell should she care?

In a society where cash ruled everything, Naomi refused to play the miserable, weeping victim over some man.

Fueled by the alcohol, Naomi suddenly grabbed one of the escorts and planted a kiss squarely on his handsome cheek.

At that exact moment, the heavy door was forcefully pushed open.

Declan Fulton stormed into the room, looking like he had sprinted the entire way there.

His eyes locked instantly onto the sight of Naomi kissing the male escort.

Declan's sudden arrival drained the color from the escorts' faces.

Everyone in Aethelburg knew Declan's terrifying status. He wasn't someone nobodies like them could afford to offend.

Alan, the escort who had just been kissed, knew full well that Naomi was Declan's frequent companion.

Touching Declan's woman was basically a death wish.

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