Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

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

prefer to order something

conversation easily,

it a token of gratitude for saving my

eyebrow, an amused glint in her

cave? His voice was playful, hinting at

took a step closer, closing the space between them enough to blur

felt the heat

if they brushed his mind,

could respond, she

instinctively broke eye contact,

unaware of the way

ever affected

within reason,

smile widened and the charged atmosphere dissipated

took a step back, the previous closeness evaporating

take it into

I have any problems, I'll be

Lloyd.

Kellan's shoulder,

Kellan was about her age, and the timeline of her mother's death suspiciously coincided with the disappearance of her

of perfumery was

chance that they shared more than a business relationship,

although still speculative, left

no matter

them, and

Mr.

words stuck in his throat, when the sight before him

who was notoriously distant with women,

between them was not businesslike, but

a moment, Sherman wondered what

the same woman who had discovered Kellan's secret about faking

different, more