Chapter 91: You really have a way of reading me like an open book, Allison admitted with a touch of humor.

How could I hide something from those eagle eyes of yours.

They shared a knowing smile, each thinking the other was cunning in her own right.

After all, building a strong relationship with Kellan was like planting a seed in fertile soil: it could only lead to fruitful results.

The key was to gain her trust and, more importantly, forge a connection with her grandmother.

By the way, there are several competitions in the coming months.

The speed parkour race is in two weeks.

What do you say? Are you interested? Rebecca's eyes were shining with excitement, fully aware of Allison's love for extreme sports.

With a mischievous smile, he added: I love watching you compete.

You have an innate talent, it's like you were born for this.

Competitions, huh.

.

.

Allison reflected, calmly taking a sip of water.

The prizes are worth it.

Not bad.

First place takes a million, so you can bet the competition will be fierce.

But something tells me that that amount of money isn't what motivates you: you already have more than enough, Rebecca responded with a knowing shake of her head, finding it amusing that someone as rich as Allison would continue chasing smaller prizes.

You've got three hundred million hidden in that black card account abroad.

Why not take advantage of it? Or better yet, take advantage of the benefits of the Jasmine restaurant.

Ten million is nothing to you.

But Allison shook her head, her expression turning serious.

That account is untouchable for now.

I am going to use that money to boost the perfume company I founded in Vrining and to expand into other companies.

a team running things and the company will soon

vividly remembered her mother's offhand comment that her biggest dream was to

come true, maybe—just maybe—her mother, wherever she was, would

Allison had no intention of using

something from scratch, establishing the main framework of her

mother's disappearance, and she wasn't

was just

you," Rebecca mocked Allison, knowing she loved

go ahead and sign

Lloyd mansion, ready

greeted as she entered the room, immediately noticing that Lorna

she had made the day before, her

though he quickly looked away, as

happy in a long time, and I owe that to

gentleness in her voice as she observed Lorna's subtle change in

her gaze to Kellan and,

had shared the day before flashed

unspoken agreement, they both looked away,

new today Allison knelt before Lorna

his hand, in a gesture that is both comforting and

gaze landed on

let's keep

Lorna nodded quickly

Lorna's hand,

did not seem to bother Lorna, who remained absorbed in

playing contentedly with the small sculpture she had made, with quiet

looked over her shoulder and stifled a

the doorway, wearing an apron

stained with oil.

a display that could have adorned the pages

was a platter of young vegetables that glistened

These are Mr.

Welsh's.

kept it light," Kellan said nonchalantly, though

imagined Kellan would go to the trouble of

into account your

a mocking smile, he commented:

a chair

to keep

replied, unfazed

the old butler nearby seemed to have seen a

Kellan, knew that in all those years, Kellan had rarely lifted a finger in the kitchen, and even less so now,

restricted.

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