Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 707

In front of the screen, Maeve clenched her fists, her knuckles popping loudly.

So this was how Charlie's heart had been ripped from his chest?

She held her breath, desperate to catch a glimpse of the suicidal degenerate who dared to mutilate him.

But the video abruptly ended.

In the final frame, Charlie's unfocused eyes stared blankly toward the camera.

It was as if he were looking right at Maeve through the screen.

Or perhaps, he was looking at nothing at all.

They stared at each other across time and space.

Maeve's heart shattered into a million jagged pieces over a video that was barely two minutes long.

Like her, Charlie had trained in ancient martial arts under Griffin from a young age.

When it came to combat, Charlie was every bit her equal.

She never imagined that someone as formidable as Charlie would meet such a gruesome, butchered end.

If she had been the one to go destroy the evidence back then, would she have suffered the same fate?

Tortured, dismembered, and her heart carved out?

Like a glutton for punishment, Maeve hit replay over and over again.

Charlie was the one bleeding on screen.

But Maeve was the one being sliced to ribbons.

The only useful clue in the entire clip was the laugh of the faceless woman.

The man with the voice modulator called her "Miss," proving she was in the room while Charlie was being butchered.

Judging by the tone, the woman sounded relatively young.

To anyone else, that light chuckle might sound crisp and pleasant.

To Maeve, it sounded like the final, chilling rattle of a dying corpse.

Her eyes fixed on the black screen with a dark, predatory gleam.

Maeve swore it didn't matter who this woman was. The moment she found a single thread to pull...

She would make the executioner who tortured Charlie pay it back thousands, no, millions of times over.

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