His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 588

Niamh covered one ear with her hand, turned to Jonathan, and flashed a brilliant smile. “No.”

“How about a back massage, then?”

“No, thank you.”

“A foot massage?”

Niamh was speechless.

Ten minutes later, the meeting resumed. Prescott, who was still in the process of transitioning his duties, watched as his successor, Jonathan, was personally escorted out of the conference room by Niamh.

“Mr. Thomas, is the plan proceeding smoothly?” Prescott asked softly as he approached Jonathan.

Jonathan stood facing the closed conference room door, his expression unreadable. “Smoothly enough.” He glanced at Prescott, a confident look growing on his face. “At least I haven’t been fired yet.”

Prescott gave a slight nod, offering no comment on Jonathan’s confidence.

“By the way, Mr. Thomas, Ms. Rivers has put The Summit Estate up for auction.”

The moment Prescott said those words, the smile vanished from Jonathan’s face.

The Summit Estate… their marital home. After he’d given up all his assets in the divorce, the property had naturally become hers.

It wasn’t the property itself that Jonathan couldn't part with; it was the meaning behind it. It was their home—his and Niamh’s.

He had suspected Niamh wouldn’t move into The Summit Estate even after acquiring it, but he never imagined she would put it up for auction so quickly after the transfer was complete, as if she couldn’t bear to own it for a second longer.

“Such a heartless woman…” Jonathan muttered, but beneath the accusation was a profound sense of loss. He let out a heavy sigh, a weight settling in his chest like a lead sinker.

“Has the house been sold yet?”

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