Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 914

"Turns out both cars came from the exact same luxury car dealership," Maeve continued, her voice dripping with venom.

"What a shame. You gifted her a car worth millions of dollars, and she used it to haul a dismembered corpse."

The horrific memories crashed into Maeve's mind like a tidal wave.

After waking up from the sedatives Charlie had given her, she had tracked him down with everything she had, only to intercept his shattered remains—and a Maybach with untraceable plates that she had loathed ever since.

Nancy sharply cut off her accusations. "Andres, don't listen to her insane rambling! I didn't kill anyone, and I never used your car to transport bodies—"

Maeve had completely run out of patience for this pathetic defense.

Suddenly, a video flared to life on the massive screen in the banquet hall. High-definition visuals and agonizing screams echoed through the room.

The second the footage started, Benjamin, Naomi, and Jasper turned deathly pale. It was a recording of Charlie's brutal murder.

Seeing her most guarded secret broadcasted to the room, panic flashed across Nancy's eyes.

How could highly classified files stored in the offline First Archives end up playing at a birthday party?

This was Andres's first time truly seeing Charlie. The man on the screen was a wrecked, bloody mess.

His nails had been pulled, his tendons severed. He had been stripped of every shred of human dignity. Inhumane didn't even begin to cover it.

That bizarre, phantom pain struck Andres's chest again. He was just a bystander, so why did his heart ache so intensely?

Naomi began to weep silently, burying her face into Declan's chest as he gently rubbed her back. Though he didn't know the victim, Declan felt a heavy surge of sympathy.

Her fingers dug fiercely into Nancy's skin, sending a jolt of primal terror through the heiress. She was completely cornered.

It felt as though Maeve was a second away from performing a bare-handed vivisection.

"She's a lunatic! Andres, I don't want to die, save me!" Nancy shrieked hysterically.

At the absolute last second, Andres locked a crushing grip around Maeve's wrist. "Maeve, what are you doing?"

Maeve stared at him, her voice dead and hollow. "The space where Charlie's heart used to be is empty. I'm returning his stolen property."

Andres thought she had completely lost her mind. "You're going to rip out her heart with your bare hands?"