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.

running things and the company will soon

her mother's offhand comment that her biggest dream was

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

Ontdale, Allison had no intention of using foreign

to build something from scratch, establishing

mother's disappearance, and she

was just another

you," Rebecca mocked

sign you up

Sunday, Allison returned to the Lloyd mansion, ready to resume her

room, immediately noticing that Lorna was still

the day before, her fingers absentmindedly

his eyes flickered curiously, though he quickly looked away, as if embarrassed to

been this happy in a long time, and

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

her gaze to Kellan and, for a brief moment, their

had shared the day before flashed through

an unspoken agreement, they both looked away, pretending the memory hadn't arisen between

today Allison knelt before Lorna

his hand, in a gesture

Instead, her gaze landed on Allison, confusion mixed with curiosity in her big

so let's keep

Lorna

Lorna's

bother Lorna, who remained absorbed in

with the small sculpture she had made, with

shoulder

stood in the doorway, wearing an

stained with oil.

display that could have adorned the pages of a culinary

was a platter of

These are Mr.

Welsh's.

it light," Kellan said nonchalantly, though his tone betrayed the

had never imagined Kellan would go to the trouble of personally

account

a mocking smile, he

a chair

how to keep people

something simple, Kellan replied, unfazed

seemed to

Kellan had

restricted.

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