His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 428

“So Mr. Quinn, you really have no shame asking such a personal question. Or am I missing something—do I owe you a report on my private life now?”

Niamh’s retort left Hayes utterly speechless.

Nearby, Carlotta kept her head bowed, her face clouded with silent sorrow.

Peter could hardly recognize Niamh anymore.

All she had to do was answer “no,” yet instead, she’d snapped back, sharp-tongued—a far cry from her usual self.

Still, even though Peter was surprised, he knew better than to meddle in Niamh’s affairs.

“Some people may not have much to offer, but their tempers sure make up for it,” Marigold huffed, unable to stand the way Niamh was picking a fight with Hayes.

In her eyes, the Quinns were as good as family.

“Niamh, you ought to have some respect. Mr. Quinn is being gracious, and you’re just pushing your luck, aren’t you? Let me remind you, this charity gala is hosted by the Varythian royal family. Mr. Quinn is on very good terms with Prince William himself. Offend him, and Prince William might just have you thrown out on the spot!”

As far as Marigold was concerned, Niamh was nothing more than Peter’s arm candy—a pretty face with no substance.

At that moment, music swelled through the hall, and couples began streaming into the ballroom, pairing off for the first dance.

“Jonathan, dance with me!” Ramona called, stepping forward with a bright smile.

“Go on, Jonathan, don’t keep her waiting!” Marigold chimed in, giving him a little nudge toward Ramona.

Jonathan glanced subtly in Niamh’s direction, then murmured an assent. He bent his arm in a gentleman’s gesture, inviting Ramona to take it.

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