His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 87

A faint, self-mocking smile played on Niamh's lips, though inside she felt as if her heart were being twisted in knots.

If only she'd cried back then because the diamond was big enough to move her, not because she'd mistakenly believed Jonathan loved her.

Without offering any explanation, Niamh turned and walked away.

Letting Jonathan assume she was after his money—maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.

"Miss Rivers!"

A voice called out behind her. Niamh turned, eyes widening in surprise.

The woman approaching was the picture of elegance—blonde hair, blue eyes, draped in designer labels from head to toe. She was unmistakably a society lady.

Just moments before, Marina had been giddily showing off her pink diamond floral ring to her friends, only to watch Jonathan stride purposefully toward this unfamiliar woman.

"Ms. Westmore, it's been too long. You're as radiant as ever," Jonathan said, taking the initiative to greet her.

"It's been a while, Mr. Thomas," Giselle Westmore replied, extending her hand for a polite handshake.

They exchanged a few pleasantries, though Giselle's demeanor was cool, revealing nothing more than basic courtesy.

When Jonathan returned to Marina's side, she couldn't resist asking, "Jonathan, who was that lady?"

"That's Giselle Westmore, only daughter of an oil magnate, and the wife of the head of the Lawson family—real estate giants here."

Marina's hand flew to her mouth in shock. No wonder Jonathan had gone out of his way to greet her.

In Jonathan's mind, Giselle Westmore was known for her pride—nearly untouchable in the business world, she seldom bothered with even the most prominent elite.

Yet now, Jonathan watched with disbelief as Giselle Westmore greeted Niamh with open enthusiasm, seizing her hand like an old friend.

"Miss Rivers! I never expected to run into you here. Are you shopping for jewelry, too?"

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