His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 845

Then one day, Ramona happened to see Niamh get into a huge, luxurious car. Cars weren't uncommon in her old neighborhood, but she had rarely seen a limousine so grand and imposing. She just stood there, watching silently as Niamh got in and the car sped away, disappearing from sight. The next time Ramona saw Niamh, she couldn't help but ask whose car it was. As she asked, she was secretly hoping it belonged to a relative or a friend of Niamh's. It couldn't possibly be Niamh's family car.

“Oh… that’s my grandfather’s car.”

“Your grandfather?” Ramona was stunned.

“Yeah…” Niamh nodded, but she looked hesitant, as if she wanted to say more. Curiosity piqued, Ramona immediately took Niamh’s hand and subtly started asking questions about her grandfather.

“My grandfather… he doesn’t like me…” As soon as she spoke, fat tears rolled down Niamh’s cheeks. Ramona panicked and immediately tried to comfort her. The two children climbed onto a jungle gym in a deserted little park and talked. Life at the Quinn estate was painful and oppressive for Niamh back then. She lived in constant fear, walking on eggshells, yet the patriarch would always find fault with her. He would punish her by forcing her to stand in a cold garden pond or by beating her with a feather duster. So now, having a friend like Ramona to confide in, someone who would listen, made Niamh so happy and emotional that she poured out everything about her ordeal with the Quinn family.

That was when Ramona finally understood—Niamh was no ordinary child. She wasn't like her at all. The Quinn family only lived in this old neighborhood to be closer to their warehouse; they owned other properties in much nicer areas. Ramona had once thought Niamh also had a drunk, gambling father and came from a poor family like her own. But it turned out Niamh’s family owned a company, and her grandparents and parents were all wealthy.

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