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

don't even

you like Kellan did

straight

a sales

noticed her hesitation

concentrating solely on the documents

rest of the perfume

had ever met: his eccentricity

the remaining bottle from her purse

pulled strings and helped the

a bottle of perfume,

he was

years had passed since that

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

when she

had praised her work, she thought she could

and reached out to pet the lazy ginger cat

belly in a

Kellan had been working on, any praise he had planned

it - if you were feeling generous - but between its crooked

an insincere

Don't say anything.

a rare hint of

relieved that he at least had

was interrupted when

fish.

I took it out of the

It's perfect for eating.

until you

sounds great! Allison

the flavor was fresh,

soured as soon as he

if you are not

disdain only increased as his gaze fell on Kellan's botched