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.

to reveal it, he replied indifferently: It's something I

don't even remember the

Kellan did not answer his

straight to the

can help the Stevens Group get a

her

on the documents his assistant handed

rest of

she had ever met: his eccentricity

Allison took the remaining bottle from her

strings and helped the

bottle of perfume, he had moved

rumors that he was unconventional

years had passed since that strange but fortuitous

it gratifying to have her scent appreciated,

didn't feel bitter when

Kellan had praised her work, she thought she could

out to pet the lazy ginger cat

immediately stirred, baring its belly

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

generous - but between its crooked shape and cocked lip, it looked more like an abstract art project!

an insincere

Don't say anything.

rare hint

that he at

awkwardness in the air was interrupted when Emanuel walked in, proudly holding

fish.

finally here! I took it

It's perfect for eating.

until you try my

great!

fish in this town: the flavor was fresh, rich, and best of all, the fish here

Emanuel's cheerful expression soured as

you are not

his gaze fell on