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.

want to reveal it,

don't even remember the

Kellan did not answer his

he got straight to the

get a

her hesitation

solely on the documents his

rest of the perfume

was unlike anyone she had ever met: his eccentricity was

hesitation, Allison took the remaining bottle from

had pulled strings and

a bottle of perfume, he

rumors that he was unconventional

since that strange

Allison found it gratifying to have her

didn't feel bitter when she

she thought

naturally bent down and reached out to pet the

stirred, baring its belly

pottery Kellan had been working on, any praise he had planned

in front of it - if you were feeling generous - but between its crooked shape and cocked lip, it

an insincere

Don't say anything.

murmured, a rare hint of

relieved that he at least

was interrupted when Emanuel walked in, proudly holding a fresh

fish.

here! I took it out of

It's perfect for eating.

until you

sounds great!

fresh, rich, and

cheerful expression soured as

if you are

only increased as his gaze fell on Kellan's

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