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.

on the other

.

.

aroma doesn't exactly

hadn't anticipated that Kellan was the founder of

knowing how close she had been to finding clues about

him,

his surprise, there were

essentially a veiled accusation of plagiarism didn't faze him in the

Of course not.

lips curved into an imperturbable

family secret,

'Lemonade'

a much lower profile than

Now, I was sure.

Scarlet Serpent! Kellan

Athton and now the perfume contest, this woman kept revealing

knew perfectly well that Kellan had

the time nor the place for

Not yet.

eyes told another story: a silent duel

one else seemed to notice

to the undercurrent,

Too bad.

hadn't married that scum, you would have taken the international

probably be sitting with the judges right now! Her regret

eyes briefly dropped to the

It's no shame.

I chose my path.

yes, but at least I

there were moments when regret crept

with new hope, she had

instead of appreciation, she had been met with cold disdain from him, who had thrown it

that it was part of a larger mistake: her misguided loyalty

only

was nearby, was now the one fighting