His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 356

Marina spoke in a gentle, honeyed voice, but when she saw Jonathan remain silent, she quickly tried to walk back some of what she’d said.

“But really, you can’t blame Niamh for all this. These days, if you don’t have a bit of cunning, you’ll never make it to the top. At least now we know she’s got Preston looking out for her, so that’s something, right? I mean, when I first saw her waiting tables here, I thought she must be strapped for cash. Now it all makes sense—she was just trying to get close to Queen Elizabeth…”

Marina knew she was talking too much, but the fact that Niamh had called Preston over and stolen their project was right there in front of them—it wasn’t like she was making things up.

As long as her words could plant a seed in Jonathan’s mind, she was sure it would take root eventually.

Jonathan stayed silent for a very long time.

His expression was icy, as cold and distant as snow on a mountaintop that never melts.

Marina had no idea what he was thinking.

“I’ll go return the first aid kit.”

Jonathan finally broke the silence.

A trivial thing like a first aid kit—anyone could’ve returned it.

But before Marina could say anything, Jonathan was already gone.

His hand clenched the handle so tightly that, even when the plastic snapped beneath his grip, he didn’t let go.

In the restroom, Susy ran into Marina and immediately unleashed a furious tirade, forgetting all about the polished composure expected from someone of her social standing.

If Marina hadn’t played her little tricks on Niamh tonight, Niamh never would’ve had a chance to even get near Queen Elizabeth—let alone set off the chain of events that followed. A real butterfly effect.

So who ended up humiliated tonight? Was it Niamh?

Not at all. It was Susy herself.

The anxiety gnawed at her, but she didn’t dare push for answers.

How had she, Jonathan’s beloved first love, ended up in such a pitiful position?

In her mind, all of it was Niamh’s fault.

“Niamh is completely unnecessary…”

The last time at Blackspire, she’d failed to get rid of her—a huge mistake.

“Susy, we can’t afford to turn on each other.”

Marina’s eyes burned with intensity as she looked at Susy.

“Niamh’s screwed us over enough. It’s time she paid the price.”