Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 911

The anticipated bloodbath didn't happen. Maeve merely sliced through the ropes binding Nancy.

She shot Andres a faint, mocking smile. "I slapped her twice, and your heart is already bleeding for her?"

Andres frowned, his denial swift. "I'm doing no such thing."

He simply refused to let Maeve cross the line into outright murder.

Once freed, Nancy lunged desperately toward Andres's chest. "Andres, save me..."

She didn't make it two feet before Maeve grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her violently backward.

"Going somewhere? I heard Miss Grover absolutely loves the process of ripping out fingernails," Maeve taunted. "It's such a fun activity, it would be a shame not to experience it firsthand."

Without looking away, Maeve held her hand out toward Benjamin Bright. Moving with practiced synergy, Benjamin slapped a pair of small pliers into her palm—he had clearly come prepared.

Without a second of hesitation, Maeve clamped down on Nancy's thumb and tore the nail completely off.

The movement was so blindingly fast that the crowd barely had time to process it. By the time the stunned onlookers realized the Grover heiress was being subjected to brutal vigilante justice, a bloody nail was already hitting the floor.

Over Nancy's agonizing screams, Maeve locked a vise-like grip on her wrist.

Slade Thorne was an outlier, fascinated by the gore. Benjamin, Naomi, and Jasper were solidly on Maeve's side and weren't about to interfere.

Michael Perez, a straightforward guy, had harbored a deep distaste for Nancy's type for years. Her unbearable superiority complex stripped her of any genuine humility. If not for his respect for Andres, Michael never would have associated with her.

Corbin Shaw didn't hate her as openly as Michael did, but he remembered how she used to string Andres along, only to vanish into thin air with some bizarre excuse. He despised people who masked selfishness as nobility and treated relationships like a game.

Leonardo Salazar held a blanket hatred for anyone bearing the Grover name; Nancy was too much like her mother, Faye Grover, for him to feel an ounce of pity.

Declan Fulton's feelings were the most complicated. Outwardly expressionless, a dark corner of his mind practically prayed for Nancy to be wiped off the face of the earth. During her old rumored romance with Andres, Declan had been relegated to the role of the ultimate backup plan—the convenient billionaire spare tire meant for a strategic marriage.