His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 430

Niamh was the first.

In an instant, every eye in the ballroom turned to her.

She’d chosen her dress carefully—a simple, understated gown, layers of sheer white fabric falling gracefully to an A-line skirt. Niamh had thought such an elegant yet modest look would keep her from standing out at a charity gala brimming with high-profile guests.

Yet here she was, the center of attention.

It wasn’t just because Prince William was her partner for the opening dance. The natural glow of her makeup, paired with the ethereal gown, set her apart from the crowd of women dressed to impress in glamorous, extravagant fashions. There was a freshness and quiet confidence about her—a beauty that felt rare and uncontrived.

She was different. Unmistakably so.

As Niamh and Prince William stepped onto the dance floor, the other couples gradually melted away, one by one.

Even Jonathan and Ramona slipped off to the sidelines.

Soon, only Niamh and Prince William remained.

They glided across the floor, graceful and poised, drawing every gaze in the room. For a moment, the two of them were the very picture of elegance—the highlight of the evening, admired by all who watched from the edge of the dance floor.

Jonathan was among them.

He watched in silence as Niamh moved with effortless joy in the arms of her royal partner.

When had it happened, he wondered? When had he become just a bystander in Niamh’s life?

Ramona stood close beside him.

Jonathan’s face betrayed nothing, but Ramona noticed the way his hand clenched so tightly that the veins stood out along his knuckles.

Her crimson lips curled into a cold, knowing smile.

Meanwhile, Niamh and Prince William were lost in the music, completely at ease.

Across the room, Marigold couldn’t resist gossiping about Niamh.

“Look at her, would you? Who knew Niamh had such a knack for seduction? Thank goodness Jonathan divorced her…”

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