Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 715

Slade laughed even harder.

"You say that like I'm the one being unreasonable."

"Relax. When it comes to a fight, my brother is a total Noob."

"Even if he did run off with her, if push comes to shove, he's the one who's going to get his ass kicked."

"For the sake of the brawls we used to get into back in the day, even if he gets beaten to a pulp, I won't ask you for a dime in compensation."

"Anything else? If not, I'm going back to my executive meeting."

Without giving him a chance to explode, Slade hung up.

Taking shamelessness to new heights was definitely Slade's specialty.

That was exactly why they could never be friends.

The man was so obnoxious he made people want to kill him on a daily basis.

Just as Andres was cursing Slade's ancestors, a text came through.

From Slade.

It was a string of digits.

Seeing the unknown number, Andres's dark expression finally cleared a little.

Meanwhile, things weren't looking great for Maeve and Silas.

His fanbase was far more terrifying than he had anticipated.

From the moment they left the restaurant, fans swarmed them from every direction, chasing them relentlessly.

An outsider might have thought the two were on the run for a heinous crime.

As a Port Caspian native, Silas was completely unfamiliar with Aethelburg's layout.

While running, they suddenly hit a dead-end alley.

Panicking, he turned to Maeve.

"We're blocked. Any bright ideas?"

She had been running with him the whole time, clearly enjoying the thrill of the chase.

"Keep running. This is fun."

He almost choked on his own breath.

"Are you messing with me?"

But only she knew the scene replaying endlessly in her head: the moment Charlie Wilson was about to have his heart carved out.

She was forcing herself to stay awake and aware.

If she slipped up for even a second, she might just blow up the Grover family to bury them with Charlie.

The video came from The First Archives. It was an undeniable fact that Charlie's death was tied to the Grovers.

Her next move was to track down his missing heart.

Before she found it, she couldn't break down. She had to force herself to live brilliantly.

Only by shining bright enough could she burn her enemies to ash.

Noticing her increasingly strange mood, Silas slowed down.

"Maeve, I think I should take you to a hospital."

"I'm not sick. Why would I go to a hospital?"

He stood his ground.

"Your eyes are getting really red..."

They had only been slightly red before, but now the crimson seemed to have deepened.