His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 673

Evening fell as the sun dipped below the horizon, and the lights of Thomas Manor flickered on. Niamh felt like it had been a very long time since she'd last set foot in this place. It was Clifford who had called and asked her to come.

Niamh had expected to find only him in the living room when she pushed the door open, but to her surprise, Sprague, Marigold, and even Lucy were all there. The atmosphere made Niamh feel like she was about to face an inquisition, but she walked in with her composure unshaken.

It had been a long time since Lucy had seen Niamh, and her first instinct was to curse at her. In her memory, Niamh was still the dutiful, uncomplaining housewife from a poor background who had married up by landing Jonathan. A woman who, despite her good fortune, had been ungrateful enough to demand a divorce, cheat on her husband, and ultimately force Jonathan to leave the marriage with nothing. The sight of Niamh filled Lucy with disgust, even though she was no longer her daughter-in-law.

Yet, with the profanity on the tip of her tongue, Lucy couldn't bring herself to say it. The Niamh who stood before them was flanked by six bodyguards. Dressed in a black power suit with her hair pinned up, she looked like some formidable CEO straight out of a novel. Lucy desperately wanted to sneer that Niamh had only gotten The Thomas Group through the divorce settlement, but faced with Niamh's intimidating presence, she didn't quite dare.

Sprague and Marigold, whose expressions had also been sour, broke into simultaneous smiles the moment they saw Niamh. "Nia, dear, come in, have a seat… You must be hungry after your long journey, right? We specifically hired a Michelin-starred chef to prepare a feast just for you."

Marigold's words left Niamh completely bewildered. Did the Thomas family want something from her? Or… had they found out about her Quinn family bloodline? Niamh mentally shook her head. That seemed unlikely. Even if Jonathan had guessed her origins, knowing his personality, he would never tell Sprague and Marigold. Besides, what if they did know she was a Quinn? The Quinn family's assets were now entirely in Ramona's hands. If they wanted to curry favor, they would be fawning over Ramona, which wasn't something Sprague and Marigold hadn't done plenty of times before. Niamh concluded the former was more likely.

"Hazel, what are you standing there for!" Sprague shot Hazel a look, and she immediately rushed over to pull out a chair. "Mrs. Thomas—oh, I mean, Miss Rivers, please, have a seat." Hazel was so used to calling her Mrs. Thomas that she forgot to correct herself.

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