His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 333

“How dare you seduce my son after taking fifty million from me!”

Cassidy’s slap wasn’t enough—she grabbed a fistful of Niamh’s hair, desperate to unleash all her fury on the young woman.

“Mom, that’s enough! Stop it!”

Julian rushed over, prying his mother away before she could do more damage.

Niamh’s cheek was already marked red, her hair and dress a complete mess.

And it wasn’t just Cassidy who’d shown up from the Neville family; half their relatives and friends had come along too, crowding into the beach house.

To them, finding Julian and Niamh alone together in a seaside villa was as scandalous as catching them in bed.

In an instant, Niamh was branded the homewrecker—everyone’s favorite villain, the temptress luring a married man.

Julian and Susy weren’t officially married yet, but their engagement was old news. As far as the guests were concerned, Julian was already the Fraser family’s son-in-law.

What made it all worse was that Niamh herself was married.

And her husband was Jonathan.

Julian managed to stop his mother from hitting Niamh again, but that was all he could do. The Neville family’s security staff quickly pulled him away, leaving Niamh standing alone.

She lingered in front of the villa, looking utterly disheveled—her hair tangled, her thin dress clinging to her in the cold, salty wind rolling in from the ocean.

It was the dead of winter, and all she had was the same cocktail dress from earlier. At least it had dried by now.

Julian had returned her phone—it still worked, amazingly enough.

Whether that counted as a small mercy or just another cruel joke, Niamh wasn’t sure.

She didn’t call Jonathan.

Instead, she bought herself a coat and a scarf at a convenience store, then booked a red-eye flight back to Aldenville.

When Jonathan’s private jet had flown out to Blackspire, Niamh had been sitting beside him.

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