His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 657

Niamh's heart pounded in her chest. She didn't know who these people were or what they wanted, but she couldn't let them see her fear or panic. Walking through the crowd, she kept her steps steady and a pleasant smile on her face, as if she were simply out for a stroll. Then, she walked into a nearby mall.

Taking the escalator up to the third floor, Niamh browsed through one women's clothing store after another. Finally, she spotted a shop having a massive off-season sale, packed with customers. The Niamh who entered the fitting room wore a black business suit, her hair pinned up. The Niamh who emerged wore an off-white sundress, a wide-brimmed sunhat, and large sunglasses. Her hair was down, and even her makeup was completely different. Blending in with the shoppers, she sidled up to a young woman who was by herself, pretending to be her friend as they walked shoulder to shoulder out of the store.

Just as she'd hoped, her followers didn't recognize her. Niamh noticed a few men who had given away their positions and overheard their panicked voices. "Where is she? Where did she go? We lost her! How are we going to explain this to Mr. Thomas!"

The eyes behind Niamh's large sunglasses widened. There was only one Mr. Thomas she knew. Frowning, she took out her phone, but after a moment of hesitation, she decided against calling Jonathan.

That night, at the Veritas Club in Aurentia. Mr. Wallace was hosting a party. The Veritas Club had a huge rooftop pool, and many of the guests had changed into swimsuits and were splashing around. Niamh hadn't. She was dressed in a pale blue, chiffon evening gown, her hair falling in soft waves. Every movement was elegant and romantic, and even without a swimsuit, she fit in perfectly at the pool party.

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