His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 65

Jonathan kept his head down, eyes fixed on the papers in front of him, and said with chilling indifference, "Marina isn't Niamh. She's not one to cause a scene for no reason."

Just outside the office door, Niamh stood rooted to the spot, clutching a stack of folders to her chest like a lifeline.

She was an employee of The Thomas Group now.

Her new title was executive secretary, assisting Prescott—Jonathan's special aide—with all the necessary tasks.

That had been Jonathan's ultimatum last night, right there at the police station.

If Niamh quit her job at FY and joined The Thomas Group, he'd agree to settle things and keep Lana out of jail.

Lana had been adamant, insisting she'd rather spend the night in a cell than let Niamh sacrifice herself for her.

But Niamh had agreed without a moment's hesitation.

Compared to Lana's future, this was nothing—just a minor detour.

Niamh wasn't even sure why she was lurking outside Jonathan's office, eavesdropping like a guilty teenager.

She just couldn't help herself.

What she truly didn't understand was why Jonathan was so determined to have her work at The Thomas Group in the first place.

Marina was here too.

A wife and a mistress, working under the same roof—was this supposed to be some kind of twisted joke?

Niamh let out a bitter laugh.

Just then, Jonathan's voice drifted out from the office again.

"Once she works under me, she'll finally see just how easy she had it as a housewife."

A chill ran down Niamh's spine.

So that was the real reason…

The small, foolish hope she'd harbored inside her chest dissolved into bitter disappointment. She exhaled quietly.

She should have known better.

There was no way Jonathan wanted her here because he valued her skills.

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