Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1014

The sheer agony of loathing someone so deeply yet being utterly paralyzed to destroy them was driving him insane.

Hans strode quickly into the hospital corridor, flanked by a detail of bodyguards.

Without waiting for Andres to ask, he immediately launched into his briefing.

"You were right, Mr. White. The hitmen at The Imperial were hired by Nancy Grover."

Hans cast a dark glance toward the operating room, his tone grim.

"I suspect Nancy had a two-fold strategy. Even if they failed to kill Benjamin, she knew exposing his heart condition would inevitably drag Maeve into the crossfire."

"There's a highly reputable hacker in the underground circuit who goes by Red Hawk."

"Through our intel networks, I confirmed Red Hawk has been in constant contact with Nancy recently."

"Red Hawk's skills are impressive, but compared to a master like Maeve, it's amateur hour."

"We just had The Punishment Hall pick Red Hawk up."

"During the interrogation, we confirmed that every single piece of data Nancy commissioned was directly tied to Maeve's medical background."

Everyone present was ruthless and sharp; it only took a second to connect the dots.

Nancy's hatred for Maeve had reached a venomous peak, and she was deploying every dirty trick to eliminate her.

But Maeve wasn't just formidable on her own—she had the entire might of The White Family acting as her shield.

Realizing a direct assassination was impossible, Nancy had cunningly pivoted to targeting Benjamin.

Benjamin's previous heart transplant was a poorly kept secret in elite circles.

Anyone pulling on that thread would quickly deduce that Maeve was his sole lifeline.

Nancy had callously weaponized Benjamin's survival, betting everything that the pregnant Maeve would push herself to the breaking point to save him.

A heart transplant was a brutal, marathon endurance test for any surgeon.

Back at the Grover estate, Nancy paced her room all night, waiting desperately for the confirmation she craved.

She had absolutely zero intel on the assassins she had dispatched.

Even Red Hawk, who had been reliably feeding her data, had vanished into thin air.

A sharp knock interrupted her thoughts, and Luke Grover trudged in, dark circles bruising his eyes.

"Nancy, you look awful," he muttered.

Nancy hadn't slept a wink either.

She had spent the entire night agonizing over her phone, only to realize her entire network had gone completely dark.

Annoyed by his uninvited intrusion, she forced a tight, insincere smile.

"What do you want, Luke?"