The House Wife Had Secret Identities (Niamh Rivers and Jonathan) novel Chapter 485

Thomas Group, Executive Boardroom.

Today, every shareholder of Thomas Group was present.

The employees outside barely dared to breathe, terrified that something big was about to go down.

Inside the boardroom, not a single sound disturbed the heavy silence.

The tension hung over the shareholders like a slab of concrete, pressing down on each one of them.

Jonathan, though he didn’t hold as many shares as Sprague, sat at the head of the table as the company’s CEO, waiting for the person who had called this emergency board meeting-

The doors swung open and Niamh walked in.

Every shareholder’s gaze snapped to her.

Jonathan’s included.

He had known Niamh for years, but this was the first time he’d seen her radiate

such confidence.

She looked like a seasoned commander–someone who’d gathered her troops and planned her strategy, undaunted and ready for battle.

Niamh’s outfit was unremarkable: a simple black suit, her hair swept up in a tidy chignon. She looked poised and efficient.

Yet somehow, she still managed to outshine everyone.

At least, that’s how Jonathan saw her.

He felt a strange flutter in his chest.

The truth was, during their years together, this feeling hadn’t been entirely absent.

But he’d always ignored it,

Niamh had seemed too ordinary, too unremarkable–never the kind of woman he imagined could stir his heart.

Jonathan’s gaze never left her, but Niamh didn’t spare him so much as a glance as she entered.

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She took her seat, placed the folder she was carrying on the table, and began to distribute its contents.

“Miss Rivers, we shareholders of Thomas Group are all very busy people,” one of the board members said irritably. He didn’t know Niamh personally, but she recognized him as one of Sprague’s men. “What is it that you’ve dragged us here for?”

Niamh was unruffled. “I have a proposal I’d like everyone to vote on,” she said calmly, handing out documents to each shareholder.

Jonathan had always had an unshakeable calm, but Niamh hadn’t expected him to be quite this collected–not even a flicker of emotion crossed his face.

“Miss Rivers…” Sprague’s tone turned icy.

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“You may own ten percent of Thomas Group and have the right to make motion, but you need the support of enough shareholders for it to pass. I hope you understand that.”

“Of course,” Niamh replied, flashing Sprague a dazzling, polite smile.

“What I’ve just handed out,” she continued, “is evidence that Mr. Thomas recently diverted $150 million of company funds for personal use.”

Sprague shot to his feet, glaring at Niamh as if demanding to know how she’d

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gotten her hands on this.

The documents she’d distributed to the shareholders bore Sprague’s signature and

Jonathan’s stamp.