His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 800

He was especially aware of the recent, constant protests in the capital, all sparked by a series of disastrous decisions made by the Quinn family's new, unrepentant leader.

Flynn looked from Niamh to Jonathan. His gut told him that their insistence on staying in Coralis was because they were planning to take on the Quinn family.

“Let me ask one thing first… does this count as overtime?”

The question made Niamh laugh. “It counts. How about double pay?”

Before the words were even out of her mouth, Jonathan casually interjected, “I’ll be paying your salary.”

Niamh turned to refuse, but Jonathan raised a finger and gently pressed it to her lips, silencing her.

Her heart skipped a beat. Before she could push his hand away, she heard Flynn clearing his throat.

“Alright, salary settled! Just let me know the details once you two have worked them out. I’ll see myself out,” Flynn said, grabbing the folder with Wade’s information and leaving without a backward glance. If he didn't get out of there, he felt like he would choke on the sickly sweet air of romance.

Alone in the study, Jonathan moved his hand away, but he noticed Niamh was still frowning.

“What’s wrong? Do you hate it when I touch your lips?”

His directness only made her more conscious of the lingering warmth and texture of his fingertip. A heat spread across her lips and her throat felt dry. She reached for a glass of water, but Jonathan picked it up first, took a sip, and then offered it to her.

He said nothing, but his smiling eyes seemed to be telling her one thing—he wanted to kiss her, even if it was indirectly.

Niamh felt a surge of irritation and heat. She stood up abruptly and walked out of the study.

Jonathan looked at the glass of water she hadn’t drunk from and shrugged with a hint of disappointment.

***

At the Quinn Group headquarters, Wade was working late.

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