Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 117: After descending the winding mountain road, Allison headed her car back toward Muisvedo, her attention divided between driving and a phone conversation with the director of the MDH Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

So, you're telling me that The drug is still in the experimental phase.

How much time do we have left, he asked, his voice high with impatience.

If Allison wanted to discover the truth about Kinslee, she first had to find a way to treat his condition.

Alzheimer's.

Miss Clarke, as you know, Alzheimer's research is a difficult path.

We have been working on it for years, but there are no quick solutions.

That said, we have made progress.

The drug is advancing in trials, but it requires more time, the voice on the other end explained cautiously.

Allison knew there were no shortcuts: rushing could have disastrous results.

He couldn't afford to use an unreliable treatment on Kinslee.

After a brief conversation, she ended the call and turned her attention back to the road.

When she finally reached Muisvedo, the warehouse that housed the server loomed before her, hidden in a maze of alleys and parked cars.

As he exited the vehicle, his attention was drawn to a huge electronic billboard across the street.

Its colorful poster advertised a series of comics.

New series by original artist Onyx Jiménez, now on sale! Several young women with megaphones were enthusiastically promoting the latest news.

Nearby, a group of fans was buzzing with enthusiasm.

Onyx Jiménez is incredible.

He's the sexiest comic book artist there is, one of them exclaims.

Yes, and I've heard that he's young - he's barely twenty - and very easy on the eyes.

Plus, her stories are great, another added.

usually dismissed these distractions as noise, but something about the art

picked up one of the comics and flipped through

each turn, his expression hardened and his mood

stepped back instinctively, feeling the unspoken tension radiating

the plot… it was

his Leswington days, now

the title:

dry laugh escaped

was an old acquaintance,

really is

a nearby girl, her voice carefree but

girl blinked in

Jiménez is taking

week he will have a signing

you like her work, you should check it

week, huh Allison mused, putting down the

for something

hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you know him?"

No.

and pulled a trick like

Everything fell into place.

Allison disappeared from Leswington without a trace, it made sense that Onix would have dared to pass off her discarded

she probably never thought their paths would cross again, especially not

Allison would have barged in, demanding answers from anyone who dared to steal

days were

now, her priority

home, washed off the day in a steamy shower, and lay on the bed, muttering under her breath: I'm losing

ages, and even a little troubleshooting had left her with a throbbing

to exhaust her more than

let her eyes get lost in the moonlight that spilled onto the floor

thoughts drifted to the mountain that awaited her: the

side, there was the one person he couldn't avoid:

get on

take Kinslee abroad to receive

Company: every corner of its past

stone could be