Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 85: Melany did not dare to say a word, her silence weighed on her while Colton seethed next to her.

But Colton was far from willing to let things go.

Mr.

Lloyd, don't think you can let go of your weight just like that! he snapped, his voice cutting through the tension.

At this level, everyone knew what it meant for a powerful company to support someone.

It was more than just support; It meant a deeply rooted alliance, a tangle of destinies.

The look Kellan had given him earlier, as he handed him the bag, was impossible for any man who understood the game to misinterpret.

It wasn't the look of a casual acquaintance, and certainly not one as cold and calculating as Kellan.

Realizing this, Colton's anger flared even more.

His chest swelled and the finger he pointed at Allison shook with barely contained rage.

So, it's true.

You've been involved with him the whole time.

Now it makes sense why you were so eager to cut ties with me, bitch.

Melany's poisonous whispers had entered Colton's mind, binding him to his rage.

Any remaining guilt he had for Allison evaporated like steam from a hot iron.

had

could ask for in the Stevens family: comfort, security, everything on a silver platter! We

nothing more than a lying

eyes were bloodshot, his mind clouded

him, but it did, so much so that

Crack! Allison didn't flinch.

was quick like lightning

fingers moved so fast that they blurred, and the sound

a jolt of numbness shot through his fingers, followed by excruciating, bone-deep

one of

ice-cold forehead as

the fracture of

a heavy, humiliating blow, he fell to his

not only due to the pain in his wrist or the recently broken finger, but he felt as if the agony had burned him

his spine contorting as if trying to protect

Allison! To anyone else watching, it might have looked

through the cloud of pain, a ridiculous thought flickered through her

applied the same force further down, her future

God! Colton, you're okay, Melany screeched, her voice shaking with

had never witnessed

speed, the cold precision of Allison's

an icy grip slide

But Allison wasn't finished.

as he fell, crouching beside him, her presence hovering over

he forced