His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 671

At The Quinn Group, Niamh signed the documents, formally relinquishing the inheritance Mr. Jameson had left her.

“Ms. Rivers, are you absolutely sure about this?” Wade, the lawyer, asked grimly after glancing over the papers.

Niamh offered a relaxed smile. “What’s there to be unsure about? You don’t actually think a charitable foundation holds that much appeal for me, do you?”

“That’s not it… As the head of The Thomas Group, it’s understandable that you’d look down on a small foundation.”

“Don’t misunderstand,” Niamh said, waving a hand dismissively. “I just don’t want to have anything to do with the Quinn family anymore.”

“I see…” Wade didn’t press the matter. If Niamh wanted to waive her inheritance, his job was simply to process it.

They walked out of the conference room one after the other, just as Ramona approached from the opposite direction. Niamh watched as Wade and Ramona passed each other. Wade, clutching a file, seemed to deliberately lower his head, avoiding eye contact. Ramona, for her part, acted as if she hadn’t seen him at all.

Normally, Niamh had little interest in anyone related to the Quinn family, including Ramona and Mr. Jameson's lawyer. However, that brief, strange interaction sparked a question in her mind. Ramona was now the de facto head of The Quinn Group and had been Jameson’s most favored adopted granddaughter. As his chief counsel, Wade should at the very least have offered a greeting. Even if Ramona hadn't known Wade before, she certainly would have after the reading of the will.

Yet, when they crossed paths, they behaved like complete strangers. Niamh couldn’t help but find it odd. Either there was some animosity between them, causing them to have a poor relationship, or…

Wade’s face flushed crimson. He swallowed hard, his throat growing drier with each gulp. “I… I thought our arrangement… was over…” he stammered.

“Why would you think that?” Ramona wrapped her arms around his neck, her fiery red lips brushing against his earlobe. “This is your reward… You did an excellent job with the will announcement.”

Wade subconsciously bit his lower lip.

“I dealt with those old fools, Mr. Finley and Hank, a long time ago… and Dad has no objections to how Grandpa distributed the assets… As for that Niamh, she didn't suspect a thing… I told you, didn’t I? As long as we work together, there’s nothing we can’t do.”