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.

it, he replied indifferently: It's

even remember

did not answer his

straight to the

the Stevens Group get a sales

noticed her hesitation

solely on the documents

of

unlike anyone she had ever met:

from her

pulled strings and helped the Stevens Group weather

a bottle of perfume,

rumors that he was unconventional had fallen

years had passed since that strange but

perfumer, Allison found it gratifying to have her scent appreciated, especially by someone as quirky as

bitter when she

her work, she thought she could return the

down and reached out to pet

immediately stirred, baring its belly in a blatant plea for

its eyes strayed to the pottery Kellan had been working on, any praise he had planned

generous - but between its crooked shape and cocked lip, it looked more like

an insincere

Don't say anything.

know, Kellan murmured, a rare hint of defeat in

relieved that he at least had some

awkwardness in the air was interrupted when Emanuel

fish.

are finally here! I took it

It's perfect for eating.

you try my

great! Allison

the flavor was fresh, rich, and best of all,

expression soured as

you are not

disdain only increased as his gaze