His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 270

“Sorry.”

Niamh apologized to Quentin, but before he could respond, Michael cut in, “He was talking to me. Why are you apologizing?”

Niamh couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

In the end, Michael ended up staying in Quentin’s room.

The next morning, the three of them left the hotel together—though Michael stuck noticeably closer to Niamh.

Today, Niamh had a magazine photoshoot and interview scheduled, with Quentin at her side acting as her assistant.

Niamh thought Michael’s presence was entirely unnecessary, but no matter how many hints she dropped, he simply wouldn’t leave.

At least Michael didn’t cause any trouble. He simply stood off to the side, playing the part of the silent, attractive bystander—except his gaze never wandered from Niamh for a second.

The main shoot today was for Miranda’s magazine, *Shine*.

As Niamh was getting her makeup touched up, someone else entered the studio.

*Shine* was technically a fashion magazine, but it always reserved a business section—featuring the sort of industry giants who, by coincidence, were both impossibly successful and looked like they belonged on a movie poster.

Take Jonathan, for example.

Niamh spotted Jonathan the moment he walked in.

He was as impeccably dressed as ever: a crisp white suit, clearly chosen just for the shoot.

But Niamh couldn’t help but frown.

Jonathan’s arms… really weren’t suited for a suit jacket.

Then her eyes drifted to Marina, who walked in at Jonathan’s side.

Marina was dressed to impress as well, her blush-pink suit straight from Dior’s spring couture collection.

But today’s shoot had nothing to do with Marina.

Of everyone present, Niamh seemed to be the only one who even glanced Marina’s way.

Marina had become just another beautiful, silent accessory—much like Michael.

After last night’s gala, Marina had come to the sobering realization that her runway appearance at Luminous Divas Fashion Week was a failure.

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