Chapter 66: A pleasure doing business with you.

Kellan's handshake was firm but unhurried.

You had your doubts before, but now you've accepted it thanks to my grandmother, right? Allison nodded slightly, her eyes steady.

Family was a powerful motivation, and she understood his cautious attitude.

That's how it is.

Your grandmother's work in perfumery is famous and I have always been attracted to her techniques.

Every time I find something I don't master, it becomes an obsession.

Its ability to balance contrasting aromas, mixing warm and cold notes, is remarkable.

I've tried, but I've never achieved the same harmony.

A soft, discreet smile appeared on Allison's lips.

But if you're willing to mentor me, Kellan, that could save me a lot of trial and error.

Kellan had always been a man who paid attention to the smallest details.

His instincts were sharp, tuned to detect hidden motives; However, Allison remained an enigma: careful, calm and never willing to lay all her cards on the table.

She was no fool either.

A formal visit to his grandmother was not yet necessary.

As long as I could find a way into their world, there were countless ways to unearth the truths I sought.

You are too modest, Miss Clarke.

Kellan's voice was still even, though the warmth of his skin lingered on his fingertips, and before he knew it, his fingers curled slightly.

I keep any deal I make, but earning my niece's approval doesn't.

It will be simple.

easy to

you'd prefer to order

easily,

token of gratitude for saving my life

an eyebrow, an amused

talking about? The cruise ship or the cave? His voice was playful, hinting at something else that

space between them enough to

felt the heat

delicate, fluttered as if they brushed his

she added: So, I want

broke eye contact, looking to the

stopped for a moment, unaware of the way she was

ever affected

course, within reason, he managed

widened and the charged atmosphere dissipated as

step back, the previous closeness evaporating into

take it into

be sure to

Lloyd.

hair from Kellan's shoulder, hiding it in the

Kellan was about her age, and

her grandmother's knowledge of perfumery was

a small chance that they shared more than a business

although still speculative, left her

no matter how implausible, was

and

Mr.

the words stuck in his throat, when the sight before him

with women,

them was not

Sherman wondered what he was

had discovered Kellan's secret about

seemed completely different, more

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