Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 55: Kellan's gaze remained inscrutable, especially as he held the scent strip of perfume number five.

Lemonade The doubt lingered in his mind: this was the signature of Scarlet Serpent, and that meant that Allison was Scarlet Serpent! Kellan he realized with the force of lightning.

Of all the fragrances on display, only this one carried the unmistakable touch of Scarlet Snake.

The scent was not only strikingly similar, but it had a calming effect on him.

Only Scarlet Snake's extraction technique could have done that.

Congratulations, Miss Clarke, on your victory.

Kellan's words contained a measured curiosity.

I have to admit, I didn't expect it to hide so well.

That rare fragrance you said you'd stumbled upon.

.

.

it was one of your creations.

His mind rewinded to their first meeting in his office, when she said she had just casually bought that perfume.

Kellan then ordered his men to shop at the most exclusive perfume stores in the center.

However, none had come close.

Each attempt paled, like comparing gold to fool's gold.

Allison, as sharp as ever, caught the hint in his tone.

I could never compare to your reputation, Mr.

Lloyd.

The Carisma company is already a legend in the sector.

the other

.

.

doesn't exactly

that Kellan was the founder

close she had been to

on him, searching for

surprise, there

veiled accusation of plagiarism didn't faze

Of course not.

curved into

a family secret, passed down

'Lemonade'

much lower profile

Now, I was sure.

was Scarlet Serpent!

Princess cruise to Athton and now the perfume contest, this woman kept revealing layer after layer, each revelation

well that Kellan had the

it was neither the time nor

Not yet.

silent duel that unfolded like the clash of two magnets, opposite but undeniably drawn

no one else seemed

the

Too bad.

scum, you would have taken the international market by storm centuries

be sitting with the

eyes briefly dropped to the bracelet she was

It's no shame.

I chose my path.

wrong path, yes, but at least I

although there were

hope, she had even created a

disdain from him, who had thrown it in her

she could now admit that it was part of a larger mistake: her misguided loyalty to a man who She

only

nearby, was now the one fighting a storm