Chapter 538
Chapter 538
Before stepping into Nimbus Summit, Jonathan arranged a guest room for her.
Standing at the doorway, Niamh’s wariness was obvious.
“Don’t worry,” Jonathan said, handing her the keycard. “This is just for you to change. Nothing else. I won’t come in.”
With that, he handed her the card and disappeared into the room next door.
Only when Jonathan’s tall figure vanished behind the thick door did Niamh finally let out a breath.
She swiped herself in. The first thing she noticed was the spacious walk-in closet, doors thrown wide open.
Inside, an array of evening gowns hung-every color, every style, each one clearly a designer piece from the current season.
To the left stood a European-style vanity, the top crowded with high-end makeup and an impressive collection of sparkling jewelry.
On the right, a shoe cabinet brimmed with luxury brand shoes.
To her surprise, the shelves weren’t just lined with stilettos; there were also some sleek, fashionable flats mixed in.
Niamh crossed her arms and let out a sardonic laugh. “What is Jonathan playing at?”
Was he testing her fashion sense?
The antique clock ticking on the wall reminded her that time was slipping by.
Once she’d changed, Niamh opened the door-only to find Jonathan standing there like a sentry, blocking her exit.
He’d changed as well. The black satin tuxedo he wore was understated yet unmistakably expensive, exuding quiet luxury.
As Niamh looked him over, Jonathan was sizing her up too.
“What?” she asked first, “Disappointed?”
She’d chosen the most modest dress in the closet-a simple black gown without a single embellishment, its clean lines and perfect tailoring setting it apart amid all
the glitz.
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She wore no dramatic jewelry, only a pair of creamy pearl studs. On her feet were her favorite comfortable flats.
“Did you pick that because you actually like it?” Jonathan asked.
“I did.”
He seemed satisfied with the answer. A faint, almost hypnotic smile curled at his lips.
“That’s good. And beautiful, too.”
He offered his arm, expecting her to take it.
Niamh pretended not to notice and strode past on her own.
Jonathan awkwardly dropped his arm and hurried to catch up.
The truth was, he’d filled the room with all those clothes just to see what Niamh would choose.
He’d never really known her preferences-not even when they were married.
But now, he finally understood.
Niamh liked black. She liked things simple and comfortable.
As they entered Nimbus Summit together, Niamh immediately spotted five people sitting by the window-
Sprague, Marigold, Hayes Quinn, Carlotta, and-
Ramona Quinn.
If Niamh was understated, Ramona was the exact opposite.
Her golden hair was piled up high, dripping with sparkling diamond hairpins.
Her dress was a riot of gold and silver, covered in sequins that caught every light.
Her heels were impossibly high-at least six inches-and glimmered with every step.
To Niamh, Ramona looked like a walking chandelier.
On instinct, she glanced over at Jonathan.
For a moment, she wondered if he’d brought her here just to contrast Ramona’s over-the-top glamour with her own restraint.
But one look at Jonathan’s stormy expression told her otherwise-he looked ready
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to bite someone’s head off, clearly annoyed that the five people ahead were intruding on what he considered a crucial date.
“We’ll just focus on dinner,” Jonathan muttered.
But before they could sit, Sprague caught sight of them and waved.
“Jonathan-‘
It was only then that Sprague seemed to notice Niamh at Jonathan’s side.
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