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.

usually easy to win

to

the conversation easily, his tone

I can do, consider it a token

raised an eyebrow, an amused

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

them enough to blur the

the heat of his

they

she added: So,

contact, looking to the

moment, unaware of the

woman had ever affected him like

course, within reason,

the charged atmosphere

the previous closeness evaporating into

will take it into

I'll be sure to call

Lloyd.

strand of hair from Kellan's shoulder, hiding it in the palm of her

her Cobweb, Kellan was about her age, and

her grandmother's knowledge of perfumery was identical to what her mother

chance that they shared more

although still

no matter how implausible,

and Kellan's assistant

Mr.

stood frozen for a moment, the words stuck in his throat,

with

was not businesslike,

wondered

had discovered Kellan's secret

the tension between them seemed completely different, more familiar