Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 617

The whole situation left a bitter taste in Maeve's mouth.

She wasn't a relationship expert. She couldn't force every man on the planet to stay fiercely loyal.

But she felt awful for her best friend.

She pulled out her phone and snapped a quick photo of Declan and Delilah.

"I'm sending this to Naomi. What she decides to do next is her business."

She hit send without a second thought.

By the time Declan reached out to stop her, it was already done.

With a final sneer, she grabbed her plate and walked away.

Two minutes later, Naomi texted back: What's this?

Maeve: Bumped into your man in Lumiere City. He's got a plus-one.

She knew that standard friend protocol dictated handling this kind of drama delicately.

But neither of them had ever been the type to beat around the bush.

When they were younger, they had actually made a pact.

If either of them ever caught the other's boyfriend cheating, they were to report it instantly, zero hesitation.

Naomi's reply came through a moment later: Got it. I'll handle it.

Maeve: Do you want me to kick his ass for you?

Naomi: Not necessary.

Maeve was about to type out another angry rant when she suddenly felt eyes on her.

She snapped her head up, scanning the dining room.

Sitting at a table diagonally across from her was a young man.

He looked to be in his early thirties, projecting an aura of razor-sharp competence. Dressed in a flawless bespoke suit, he practically screamed corporate elite.

He was holding a wine glass, staring right at her with an amused half-smile.

The moment she recognized his face, her blood ran cold.

What the hell was he doing here?

She quickly typed out a text to Naomi saying she had an emergency.

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