Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 26: Kellan looked at Allison and commented: You know, this outfit suits you much better.

In reality, Allison was wearing the most casual and bland clothes that day, but something about her effortless style appealed to Kellan much more than the floral dress.

that she had worn last time.

There was an air of freedom, an unbridled energy about her that he hadn't noticed before.

Thank you, Allison replied with polite indifference.

Although I can't say the same about your previous wardrobe.

Kellan paused, his lips curling slightly as if some distant memory amused him.

It reminded me of something my grandmother would wear! Allison was momentarily speechless.

Kellan's reputation as a scathing critic was well earned.

His candor knew no bounds, and yet he had survived all these years without anyone breaking his teeth.

, a small miracle that spoke of her luck or her strength.

While most people cowed at her brutal honesty, Allison was unfazed.

It was not exactly a delicate flower.

Despite his biting comments, there was something refreshing and direct about his banter.

She felt strangely comfortable, as if the pretensions she had to maintain around the Stevens family evaporated in his presence.

Looking at him now, Allison suddenly remembered her first meeting, two years ago.

At the time, the Stevens family was rapidly sinking and she had sought Kellan's help, desperate to save the family business.

She had waited for hours - four or five cups of coffee - until Kellan's assistant ushered him into the room.

"What perfume are you wearing," he asked her before she could open her mouth or touch the thick stack of documents in front of her.

It was her creation, a perfume she made herself.

didn't want to reveal it, he replied indifferently: It's

don't even

like Kellan did not answer his

straight to

help the Stevens Group get a

barely noticed her hesitation before

at her, concentrating solely on the documents

rest of the perfume

anyone she had ever met: his eccentricity was

hesitation, Allison took the remaining bottle from her purse and placed

strings and helped the

a bottle of perfume, he had

rumors that he was unconventional

passed since that

have her scent appreciated,

bitter when

Kellan had praised her work, she thought she

to pet the lazy

baring its belly in a blatant plea for

been working on, any praise he had planned evaporated on the

- if you were feeling generous - but between its crooked shape and cocked lip, it looked more like an abstract art project! Allison hesitated, searching for words, but

an insincere

Don't say anything.

murmured, a rare hint of defeat

that he at least had some

the air was interrupted when

fish.

I took it

It's perfect for eating.

until you try my

great! Allison

this town: the flavor was fresh,

cheerful expression soured as

you are

disdain only increased as his gaze