Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1084

"I want in on this too," Leonardo Salazar chimed in, refusing to be left behind.

The others quickly followed suit. Nobody wanted to miss out on what was clearly a gold mine.

Maeve just laughed softly.

"Let's wait until the second press conference wraps up. Then you can all decide if you still want to play in my sandbox."

At that moment, everyone at the table shared the exact same premonition: this second press conference was going to be the real showstopper.

Thanks to Maeve's brutal counterattack, the Grover Group's previously surging stock began to plummet into the red.

"Is this Maeve Vance ever going to give it a rest?!"

Inside the Grover family study, Thatcher Grover slammed his fist on his desk, ruthlessly reprimanding his eldest and second sons.

The new product's sales were abysmal, the stocks were in freefall, and the only thing skyrocketing was Thatcher's blood pressure.

Barton Grover immediately scrambled to wash his hands of the mess.

"The new ForeverYoung line was developed by Simon's lab. Since it's failing spectacularly, I believe he should bear full responsibility."

When millions were on the line, brotherly affection was the first thing Barton tossed out the window.

Simon knew his older brother would try to throw him under the bus.

"I admit the product's reputation got completely steamrolled, but you're hardly an innocent bystander in this," Simon shot back.

"I heard that mistress you keep tucked away offended Maeve not too long ago."

"Has it ever crossed your mind that her relentless crusade against the Grover family might have something to do with you?"

Barton bristled, furiously rejecting the accusation.

"Your product failed, plain and simple! Don't try to deflect by dragging irrelevant nonsense into this!"

"In fact, you should be thanking me instead of pointing fingers."

"Did you forget who spent a fortune to get the international superstar Melissa to endorse ForeverYoung?"

"Would you stop throwing around the phrase 'my woman'?"

"Your woman is Claudia Beaumont. She is your wife. Not some cheap piece of trash you keep stashed in a side apartment."

"And taking a step back, even if you and this cheap trash are true soulmates, couldn't you at least teach her some basic manners?"

"She's been clinging to you for this long—can she really not tell the difference between someone she can bully and someone who will destroy her?"

There were no secrets in their circles. Long before the press conference even took place, reports of Eva Yeager publicly screaming at Maeve and Sarah Foster in a restaurant had landed right on Simon's desk.

Simon had experienced firsthand just how ruthlessly vindictive Maeve could be.

Yet, somehow, the rest of the Grover family kept blissfully throwing themselves directly into her line of fire.

Barton absolutely despised anyone badmouthing Eva.

"Resorting to personal attacks is the tactic of a coward, Simon."

"Enough!" Thatcher roared, his face purple with rage. "Are the two of you quite finished?!"