His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 339

Niamh’s eyes went wide, but Lana just shrugged with a look that said she’d given up.

“Look, just because I’m laid-back most of the time doesn’t mean I’m an idiot. If you hadn’t given them anything, do you really think Elmer’s mother would’ve let you off the hook?”

Even bringing it up got Lana riled.

“It was never your fault Elmer had that car accident! You weren’t even behind the wheel—so why should you be the one stuck with the medical bills?”

The more Lana thought about it, the more indignant she became, her words tumbling out in defense of Niamh.

“You never told me how much you gave them, but I know you. There’s no way it was just a few thousand—you must’ve shelled out tens or even hundreds of thousands at least… Now that you’re in a tight spot, just tell them to hold off for a while! It’s not like Elmer’s family can’t afford it…”

Lana honestly thought she was being perfectly reasonable.

Niamh just smiled faintly, saying nothing.

The truth was, what she’d given Elmer’s family wasn’t tens or even hundreds of thousands.

It was ten million a year.

Without the dividends she got from FY, she could never have managed it.

Right before she left for Blackspire, Elmer’s mother had called, demanding she double the amount to twenty million a year, paid in two installments.

Which meant that in just a few days, Niamh would have to wire another ten million to Elmer’s mother.

Once that was done, her studio would have no choice but to file for bankruptcy.

Niamh didn’t say much more about Elmer, and Lana, picking up on her reluctance, let it go and switched topics, soon launching into another rant about Jonathan.

The next morning, Niamh and Lana slept well past sunrise, sprawled out on the floor. Thankfully, the underfloor heating kept them from catching a chill.

Lana had taken the day off, wanting to help Niamh clear her head.

Staying cooped up inside would only make things worse.

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