Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 45: I have a niece, Kellan began, his voice softening.

She is incredibly bright and charming, even though she has autism.

Her only passion is ceramics.

Allison noticed the fleeting softness in Kellan's usually steely expression when he spoke of his niece.

It was a rare display of tenderness from the man known for his cruelty, and it stirred a complex mix of emotions in her, leaving her momentarily unsettled.

As an orphan who had always lived alone, Allison found herself unexpectedly reflecting on her own experiences in light of Kellan's vulnerability.

"I've seen your talent, Miss Clarke," Kellan continued, his tone as cold as that of a business negotiation.

I would like you to teach ceramics to my niece.

In return, I can offer you substantial help.

He spoke with a clinical detachment, as if he were discussing a mere business transaction and not matters of life and death.

My resources could be of great help.

No matter how experienced you are, some things require a more official touch, don't you think? Allison frowned.

He was fully aware of the great influence of the Lloyd family in both business and politics.

Your help could open many doors for her.

With a satisfied smile, Allison crossed her arms.

So, is this your indirect way of begging for your life? Not exactly.

her sharply, as if he could see

you really wanted me

moment of indecision gave

not collaborate? It could be

you? What a businessman, Allison commented, her tone indicating a

the sheet from him and, with With a flick of his wrist, he tore

of that wound as a gesture of good will," he

the small vial he held out

eyebrow That woman carried a complete first aid

seemed to have everything she needed

with an army of

course, you don't carry

had the habit

like me," he replied with

Kellan's chin and placing a red pill in his mouth as she applied the ointment and wrapped it

movements were precise and her intuition seemed almost telepathic, as if she were in

had become more than just a precaution for her; It was a deeply ingrained habit, born of years

this Kellan asked, swallowing the

was an antibiotic, his curiosity

Allison said with a mischievous smile, her

Kellan flinched.

noticing his slightly stunned expression as he picked it

their provisions.

saying “prevention is better than

How can I be sure that your niece exists And if you decide to send your guards after me when we leave here It would be a shame to

a reassuring

I gave you the poison, to