His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 820

He instinctively grabbed a golf club and crept toward the curtains. With a sharp tug, he yanked them open. No one was there.

He proceeded to check behind every door and in every conceivable hiding spot until he was certain the house was empty. Only then did he let the golf club fall from his grasp. It clattered loudly on the floor, and Wade collapsed like a deflated balloon, drenched in a sweat that was equal parts hot and cold.

If someone had really snuck into his house while he was gone and touched his computer… an image of Ramona instantly formed in his mind. At this critical juncture, she was the only person he could think of.

Wade buried his face in his hands, his shoulders trembling. He was filled with so much regret…

A tidal wave of remorse washed over him, so immense it felt like he was drowning. He couldn't breathe, and his vision swam. He had been the Quinn family's trusted chief counsel, with a brilliant future ahead of him. But for a woman, for a moment of temptation, he had become an accomplice. Now he had to watch his back, not just from his enemies, but from his own allies. The exhaustion was crushing him, body and soul.

Meanwhile, Ramona's head was about to explode. She still hadn't made up her mind—whether she needed to kill again.

On another front, Mr. Wallace, publicly humiliated at his own charity gala, began to take action. Overnight, the internet was flooded with negative headlines about Jonathan pouring wine on Ramona. Wallace hired an army of trolls, spreading a smear campaign across every platform with traffic, from social media apps to online forums.

"Does the CEO of The Thomas Group have anger management issues?"

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