Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 743

What Maeve didn't know was that while Silas had dragged her away, several different groups were desperately searching for her.

Mateo Fulton and Elena wanted to ask her how on earth she had scored VIP tickets.

Unless you knew someone on the inside—and a high-level executive at that—those seats were impossible to buy.

Meanwhile, Barton Grover's assistant was scouring the venue for her.

Her project had been the undisputed star of the Intelligent Competition, and to show the Grover Group's sincerity, the assistant had been ordered to negotiate a contract with her immediately.

Connor Yates had also called her several times, but it kept going straight to voicemail.

Everyone trying to find her had their own agenda.

But Maeve seemed to have vanished off the face of the earth.

One moment, she had been confidently presenting her revolutionary design on the live broadcast.

The second the stream ended, she was gone.

At eleven o'clock sharp, the League of Legends Championship Finals officially kicked off on the fourth floor of the Science Park.

Two renowned esports hosts announced over thunderous applause that today's winning team would represent Stramont on the international stage.

The first match up was Team Inferno versus Team Nemesis.

The live broadcast was in full swing.

The arena was packed to the brim with die-hard gaming fans.

Major streaming platforms were broadcasting the intense matches in real-time.

Team MRX's uniforms had been custom-made by a professional designer. The sleek, modern styling made them look incredibly sharp.

The jersey Silas handed Maeve was the women's version.

With the fitted combat top, pleated skirt, and knee-high boots, the outfit perfectly accentuated her long, slender legs.

Taking in her transformed appearance, Silas couldn't hide his awe.

"Damn, Maeve. You in that outfit is enough to make any man consider a life of crime."

Maeve responded with a deadpan eye roll.

Silas chuckled softly, then shifted gears.

"So, what's the deal with the guy who took you away yesterday?"

Since Team MRX wasn't scheduled to play just yet, he figured he had a few minutes to fish for gossip.

"You're a kid," Maeve said dryly. "Don't ask questions that don't concern you."

Silas frowned in protest.

A projector in the room was broadcasting the live match between Team Nemesis and Team Inferno.

Even though they were about to compete in the finals, the entire squad looked utterly defeated.

Seeing Silas walk in, one of the players stood up.

"Captain, we just talked it over. We think Allen should sub in."

"He mains Mid Laner, but his Jungle is decent enough."

The others nodded in agreement.

"We're fine with it."

Having a core teammate poached the day before the finals was a devastating blow.

It was enough to shatter anyone's morale.

The MRX guys had never really liked Finn, but he hadn't earned his title as an elite Jungler for nothing.

If he hadn't been so skilled, none of them would have tolerated his awful temper.

They had put up with him entirely for a shot at the championship.

They never imagined he would pull such a despicable stunt at the finish line.