His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 245

In her office, Niamh was examining the jewelry samples Sophia had just handed her—a necklace strung with deep green stones, designed and crafted by Sophia herself.

Of course, the necklace wasn't made with high-quality natural emeralds, but with lab-created stones instead. While the craftsmanship still had a long way to go, the design itself was impressive. Niamh couldn’t help but offer praise after praise, making Sophia blush with embarrassment.

Sophia knew all too well that her skills still fell short of Niamh’s high standards. But compared to her previous attempts, this piece was a big improvement. She realized Niamh was encouraging her, and reminded herself not to get carried away.

“Excuse me, sir. May I ask who you’re here to see? This is the office of Nocturne Royal Jewels. We don’t permit unauthorized visitors.”

Natalie, who sat closest to the door, stood up. She didn’t recognize the man who’d just swept in with confident strides, but he certainly looked the part: sharply dressed, gold-rimmed glasses, the air of a young, sophisticated professor.

As Natalie spoke, the rest of the office turned their attention to the unexpected guest.

Just yesterday, Preston Winslow had warned Niamh to avoid any further entanglements with Michael. And yet, here he was again.

Michael wore a different suit than last time, but the gold-rimmed glasses remained the same. His lips curled into a devil-may-care smile, an expression that undercut some of his otherwise disarming charm.

But this time, Michael hadn’t come alone. He had brought someone with him.

Niamh felt nothing but irritation—and outright dislike—at Michael’s arrival. But the woman standing behind him piqued her curiosity.

The newcomer was striking: though clearly of European descent, she wore her platinum-blonde hair in voluminous waves and carried herself with the unmistakable confidence of someone at the top of the fashion world. Her makeup and wardrobe screamed high-end international chic.

And, in fact, she was an industry titan.

Niamh recognized her instantly, though she doubted the feeling was mutual. Her name was Miranda, the editor-in-chief of *Shine*, the world’s leading jewelry fashion magazine. She’d made a name for herself at a young age and was now a respected authority in the industry.

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