Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 33: Immanuel, with an apron tied tightly around his waist and his cooking sleeves rolled up, came out brandishing a blade like an old warrior ready for battle.

His gaze locked onto Colton, seething with fury.

Who taught you to talk like that? Some rude creature comes here and thinks he can make a scene.

Get out of here! Right now.

In his youth, Emanuel's reputation was legendary.

He once got into a fistfight with another artist over a disagreement about ceramics, in front of the media no less.

Even now, well into his sixties, that same fire continued to burn fiercely within him.

And when it came to Allison, his protective instincts flared up like a bonfire.

After all, he had convinced her to come, and now that arrogant jerk dared to cause trouble under his roof! Watch out, Emanuel, Allison said, rushing to support him, sensing the danger in his rising anger.

He wasn't a chick, and the last thing I wanted was for him to cross the line.

Don't worry, he barked.

Nobody intimidates you in my house.

You are too soft.

You should go slap him.

And if his parents were here, he would slap them too! His temper had not calmed one bit as he spoke.

Melany, realizing that she was in the presence of the legendary master potter, nervously took a few steps back.

Emanuel waved the blade to increase his panic.

Hurriedly, she took out an invitation from her bag, hoping to calm the situation.

let's

name,” he said in his

this ceramic trading post at auction, and we came here out of admiration for

Allison… she,

wavered, a mix of meekness

although it was disrespectful, it wasn't

cut her off

didn't make

is my

straight, pride brimming

days and three long nights

Melany's smile faltered, fading.

You must be kidding.

.

.

do you think you are, replied Emanuel, with

me Get

me tell you something: I'll talk to that auction house

what if they have a

let

and Melany froze, with

them stunned, and Allison's calm demeanor only

the consequences Where is your honor Allison's eyes sparkled with amusement as she mocked them, her voice firm and inflexible, like a

in the air, neither

Mr.

talent, Melany began again, raising her voice as she saw

that doesn't mean you

knows Allison inside and

these are

out

but that's

he finished speaking, a few people entered the yard, carrying