Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1098

The two of them wandered into a high-end baby boutique, and Naomi instantly got to work, meticulously inspecting the racks.

She was looking at tiny onesies, impossibly small pants, and adorable little hats.

"I'm still months away from giving birth. What are you doing?" Maeve asked, amused.

"As the godmother to these twins, it's my duty to shower my godson and goddaughter with aggressive amounts of love," Naomi declared, holding up a tiny pair of socks.

She reached over and gently patted Maeve's bump.

"You hear that, babies? Remember who your favorite godmother is."

"You're ridiculous," Maeve scoffed with a smile.

Naomi ignored her, tossing piles of expensive baby clothes into her basket with zero restraint.

After an hour of shopping, Naomi practically ordered Maeve to sit down in the plush lounge area while she finished browsing and paid for the haul.

Feeling a bit fatigued, Maeve found a quiet sofa near the back and sank into the cushions.

Out of nowhere, her phone buzzed with a text from Simon Grover.

*Simon: We lost this war, and I admit defeat. You're a brilliant player. I have no complaints about losing to someone like you.*

After publicly humiliating him at two consecutive press conferences, Maeve figured he wanted her dead.

Receiving such a candid, respectful concession was genuinely shocking.

Feeling somewhat magnanimous, she typed back a quick reply: *Well played.*

Honestly, if she wasn't a generational genius, and if her blood feud with the Grovers hadn't escalated to this point, Lab C's new line would have easily dominated the market.

Maeve was naturally too lazy to care about crushing competitors. Even after synthesizing her formulas, she never intended to release them.

The sheer thought of dealing with marketing departments and corporate executives made her exhausted.

Following the two broadcasts, the public had practically elevated her to godhood.

It was a popular boutique, meaning the aisles were fairly crowded.

The staff were all busy assisting customers, completely oblivious to the chaos brewing in the lounge.

Maeve recognized the kid instantly.

It was Eva Yeager's illegitimate son with Barton Grover. She had run a background check on the kid previously. His name was Ryan Grover.

Though he wasn't officially listed in the family registry, everyone in the Grover household knew he existed; they just kept him hidden from the press.

Revealing him would have severely damaged their crucial marital alliance with the Beaumont family.

All these details flashed through Maeve's mind in a fraction of a second.

Ryan was hurling himself directly at her, his eyes locked dead on her pregnant stomach.

*Interesting,* she thought coldly. *This brat is trying to cause a miscarriage.*