Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 902

She was a daughter of the Grover family, yet the man she obsessed over had publicly humiliated her.

Saying Andres lacked class would be an understatement.

But Andres didn't seem to care at all about public opinion.

He pushed things to the absolute extreme time and time again, all to force her to let go.

If Nancy's feelings for Andres had only been a mild infatuation before, it was different now.

This incident had completely ignited her competitive drive.

"Maeve, have you ever heard of Master Mortimer Finch?"

Maeve continued driving, unsure why Nancy would bring up Master Mortimer Finch at a time like this.

She had, of course, heard of the top-tier mystic.

Within The Mystic Order, Master Mortimer Finch's status was nearly on par with Griffin's.

It was just that in the early years, one operated in Aethelburg and the other in The North, so they rarely crossed paths.

Nancy's voice interrupted Maeve's thoughts.

"Let's make a bet, Maeve."

"I assume you already know that Andres and I met privately not too long ago."

"Knowing his temper, he probably brought it up to you himself."

"But he definitely didn't tell you what we talked about that day."

"Since he refuses to be honest with you, allow me to guide you along."

"Years ago, Master Mortimer Finch gave Andres and me a marriage prophecy."

"If anyone else had said it, Andres might have brushed it off."

"But if Master Mortimer Finch is the one playing matchmaker, do you think he'll reconsider his relationship with me?"

Knowing Nancy was just trying to sow discord, Maeve still frowned.

Andres had indeed confessed to meeting Nancy.

Maeve laughed.

"Exactly what it sounds like."

"If Andres had even the slightest intention of marrying you, would he use public resources to completely burn that bridge?"

"Nancy, I suddenly feel a little sorry for you."

"You have decent status and wealth, yet you insist on selling yourself to a man like a cheap streetwalker."

"It seems the Grover family's upbringing is nothing to brag about."

"Oh, I almost forgot. You probably inherited that from your mother."

"You both love stealing men from other women. Trash really does breed trash."

Nancy hadn't expected Maeve to be so vulgar.

She snapped sharply, "Shut your mouth."

Instead of shutting up, Maeve's laughter only grew wilder.