Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 86

With a light tap, the seat's number flashed on the screen, far more convenient than the old-fashioned paddle cards.

Maeve tilted her head. "Naomi put you up to this?"

Declan didn't bother denying it. "Naomi's friends are my friends."

Maeve's smile stayed polite. "I appreciate the gesture. But I don't need Mr. Fulton picking up my tab."

"You owe too many favors," she added, airy but pointed. "Time to start paying them back."

Declan's tone was easy. "Naomi can repay her own favors."

Maeve just smiled and let the subject drop.

Across the aisle, Andres caught the scene—couldn't hear a word, but the way they leaned in, the familiarity of it, scraped at his nerves anyway.

Anya tried a few times to speak to him. Each time, he acted like she wasn't there.

Her mind was a mess, her temper fraying by the second.

Her parents' scandal had been dragged into the open, and with it, the carefully curated image she'd worn for years—rich, brilliant, untouchable—had shattered in front of everyone.

And she still didn't understand it.

Why had the video she'd meant to upload vanished like it had never existed?

Why had the Morales family's humiliation exploded across the ship like wildfire?

While Anya spiraled through the same questions over and over, the auction was announced as officially underway.

The first lot was a painting by a celebrated painter, opening at three hundred thousand.

After a fierce round of bidding, it sold to a businessman for nine hundred thousand.

The second lot was an ancient ceremonial bronze set—heavy with age, remarkably intact—opening at six hundred thousand.

Maeve propped her chin on her hand, eyelids drooping. Antique art might as well have been wallpaper to her.

Andres glanced at her, amused. "You schemed your way onto this ship just to come here and take a nap?"

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