His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 644

As Ramona pressed closer, Wade scrambled backward.

“You don’t want this? Do you really have another choice?”

Ramona’s slender fingers traced the stubble on Wade’s chin.

“If you help me… and we get caught, your reputation will be ruined and you’ll face jail time… but the chances of that are incredibly low… I’m already the rightful heir to The Quinn Group… Once the old man dies, no one will question the authenticity of the will. I’ll have full control of the Quinn family, and you… you’ll be set for life. Your career will soar.”

“…”

Wade bit down hard on his lower lip.

“But if you don’t listen to me… I’ll release the video and go crying to my grandfather… With his power, what do you think will happen to you when he gets angry? You think you’ll ever practice law in Coralis again? You’ll be disbarred, your name dragged through the mud, and you’ll be a disgrace for the rest of your life… You’ll have no money, no career, and you won’t get the girl… You’ll lose everything… Mr. Jarrod, is that really the path you want to choose?”

Ramona spoke with absolute confidence, every word hitting its mark.

Wade trembled, the resolve in his eyes wavering.

Ramona moved closer to him again.

This time, he didn’t pull away.

A smirk played on her lips as she took Wade’s hand and guided it under her skirt.

“Take a guess… am I wearing anything underneath?”

“I don’t need to guess…”

Wade’s breathing grew heavy and ragged.

“I’ll just find out for myself.”

“So naughty…”

The red, modified Ford shook violently in the alley, the tremors lasting from dusk until the early hours of the next morning.

* * *

Grand Riverview Hotel.

“Are you sure you want to eat here?”

Niamh crossed her arms, giving Linden a pointed look.

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