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His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 172

As he spoke, he suddenly glanced across the table at Niamh.

"Don't tell me you're interested in my client?"

Jonathan didn't answer directly. With a calm, almost indifferent look, he replied, "You've taken her case already?"

"Not yet…"

"Then she's not your client."

Flynn opened his mouth, but couldn't come up with a retort.

An awkward silence settled over the table. Jonathan, unfazed, broke it with an easy tone. "Don't mind me. You two go ahead."

Niamh: …

Flynn: …

The three of them sat in uncomfortable silence until Flynn's phone rang.

"Yeah, yeah… I'll be there soon."

After hanging up, Flynn glanced back and forth between Niamh and Jonathan. "I've got something to deal with for a client, so I'll head out first. I already took care of the bill—enjoy the rest of your evening."

As he left, he bent down and whispered into Niamh's ear, "Let's catch up later."

And with that, Flynn made his exit. But Niamh had the distinct feeling he'd just used any excuse to leave—his phone hadn't rung, not even a buzz. Unless Flynn had developed telepathy with his clients, she wasn't buying it.

It was obvious Flynn was starting to suspect there was something between her and Jonathan. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stared at Jonathan while whispering right next to her ear.

With Flynn gone, the silence between Niamh and Jonathan only grew heavier.

She'd had a few drinks and couldn't drive herself home, so she pulled out her phone to order a ride.

But just as she dialed, Jonathan snatched the phone out of her hand.

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