Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 854

Eager to bridge the distance between them, Landon gently steered the conversation.

"I heard you left Aethelburg to recuperate abroad because of your health."

"It's been over a year—are you fully recovered?"

Cassia offered a bitter smile.

"I'm still breathing."

Landon looked at her with pure adoration.

"Don't talk like that. You're destined for great things. You'll live a long, beautiful life."

It was a simple compliment, but it inadvertently struck a deep chord within Cassia.

Growing up, she had never experienced genuine kindness.

Having someone suddenly offer such tender concern moved her more than she cared to admit.

"Landon... I didn't think you'd still remember me after all this time."

The woman sitting before Landon was not the real Nancy Grover.

She was merely a puppet thrust into the spotlight by the Grovers to blind the public eye.

Even her face was an artificial masterpiece.

Its terrifying precision was said to be undetectable even to the most skilled plastic surgeons.

She used to have a name of her own.

What was it again?

Oh, right. Cassia.

Her father was a Grover, her mother a mistress who died of illness the day after she was born.

Because of her scandalous origins, she was kept alive but denied the family name.

The name Cassia was mockingly bestowed upon her by her father's lawful wife.

But no one cared how she felt about it.

For the first twenty years of her life, she was never even allowed to step outside the house.

It wasn't until the beloved Grover heiress fell gravely ill that she was dragged from the shadows to serve as a body double.

For over a year, she was forced to become Nancy.

She had to mimic her voice, her smile, and memorize her sprawling social circles.

Recently, rumors of a potential marriage alliance between Grover Group and Spark Industries had trended across major news outlets for half a day.

Before mysteriously being scrubbed from the internet.

Maeve rolled her eyes at him.

"You give off the vibe of a total thug. Even if the one sleeping with Landon is just an impostor, she still has standards."

Benjamin was left speechless.

"Fine, point taken. I just didn't expect them to move this fast."

"So, what are we waiting for now?"

Maeve had to admire Landon's efficiency in the romance department.

One was driven by lingering obsession; the other was starved for affection. It was a twisted match made in heaven.

"Tell me, once the news leaks that Landon slept with the fake Nancy, who's going to panic the most?"

Benjamin caught on instantly.

"The real Nancy, hiding in the shadows."

Maeve smirked. "Exactly. Now, we wait for the master and the puppet to tear each other apart."