Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1169

Simon shot back at Faye, "Are you telling me that if I marry Lily, the Grover family will miraculously be saved?"

Faye spoke with heavy, patronizing earnestness, trying to break it down for him.

"Titus Burton didn't climb to that high of an office by being stupid. Once his precious daughter joins the Grover family, do you really think he'd stand by and let us go bankrupt?"

Faye knew perfectly well that if the Grover family were still at the peak of their power, Titus would never have dared propose such a wildly unequal match.

Among all of them, Simon was the sharpest, the most capable, and the most well-rounded.

He was the child Faye had always placed her highest hopes on.

In truth, Simon was the very last card she had left to play.

She never wanted to throw him onto the gambling table unless she was completely out of options.

But with the Grovers hemorrhaging power and influence by the second, she was backed into a corner.

Therefore, Simon simply had to accept being the sacrificial lamb.

"Simon, as a member of this family, you have a duty and an obligation to make sacrifices when we need you."

"I know Lily isn't fit to be your life partner, but high-society marriages are rarely built on love anyway."

"Your father and I didn't marry for love either, but we still built a life and raised four children together."

Simon had zero interest in his parents' toxic, dysfunctional marital history.

"Mom, don't blame me for being blunt, but even if I tied the knot with Lily tomorrow, this family wouldn't be any better off."

"This so-called alliance is like a band-aid on a bullet wound. It's pure self-deception."

"And don't try to guilt-trip me with family duty. Over the years, I've given this family more than enough. I built Lab C from the ground up, and you all forced me to sign over the profits to the Grover Group."

Simon hadn't wanted to drag out this ugly truth, but it was undeniable.

When his assistant announced Maeve was here, his brain essentially short-circuited.

Just last year, he had gone to Aethelburg University as a guest lecturer solely to recruit interns, with the secret goal of getting close to the supposedly brilliant Maeve Vance.

In just a few short months, her reputation in academia and across multiple industries had skyrocketed, leaving him entirely in the dust.

"You look terrible, Simon."

That was the very first thing Maeve said when she walked in.

In terms of sheer physical appeal, Simon had always been the golden boy of the Grover family.

Countless heiresses viewed him as the ultimate catch.

Seeing him now, his features were as strikingly handsome as ever, but the radiant, confident spark in his eyes was completely gone.

Simon offered a bitter, self-deprecating smile. "So, you came all the way here just to mock me?"