His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 289

The private dining room was spacious, though there weren’t many people inside.

Niamh wasn’t particularly surprised to see Sprague waiting for her.

Standing just behind him were two men in sharp suits. She recognized one—Sprague’s bodyguard.

The other was a stranger to her.

Though he wore the same black suit as the bodyguard, his entire demeanor radiated a quiet gravity. Niamh guessed he was Sprague’s lawyer.

“Nia, come in, have a seat,” Sprague said, his smile tight and insincere.

Niamh suspected the only reason Sprague had arranged the meeting through Jonathan was because he knew if he invited her directly, she might never have shown up.

“Nia, let me be frank,” Sprague began, “I don’t want you and Jonathan to get divorced. At least not yet. So, name your terms…”

As he spoke, the lawyer behind him stepped forward and placed a document in front of Niamh.

She glanced down, skimming quickly.

It was a contract. The opening clauses were non-negotiable: for the next six months, she was required to play the role of the perfect society wife, boosting the Thomas family’s reputation and public profile. Of course, the Thomases reserved the right to end the arrangement at any time, but she had no such privilege.

“The rest is blank,” Sprague continued. “You can write in your own conditions—money, connections, whatever you need, the Thomas family can provide it. Oh, and your uncle… what was his name again? Slipping my mind. Anyway, I heard his company’s not doing well. I could invest, help him through this rough patch, as long as you cooperate with us during this period.”

His tone wasn’t overtly forceful, but the arrogance of a man used to getting his way was unmistakable.

Niamh sighed.

“Mr. Thomas…”

The moment she used that title, the false cheer on Sprague’s face vanished, replaced by a chilly glare.

“You’re still married to Jonathan. You should call me Dad.”

Annoyance crept into his voice.

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