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 style of the

up one of the comics and flipped

hardened and his mood changed like a sudden

feeling the unspoken tension radiating from

the flow, the plot… it was

abandoned drafts of his Leswington days, now

traced the

dry laugh escaped

acquaintance, the

cartoonist really is

voice carefree but with a hint

blinked in

Onyx Jiménez is taking the

have a signing event at

like her work,

week, huh Allison mused, putting down the

but for something as fun as this,

asking, "Do you know him?" Allison's

No.

behind his back and pulled a trick like this, there was no chance he wanted her to

Everything fell into place.

it made sense that Onix would have dared to pass off her

probably never thought their paths

barged in, demanding

those days were behind

now, her priority

in a steamy shower, and lay on the bed, muttering under

ages, and even a little troubleshooting had left her

task seemed to exhaust her

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

awaited her:

like a thorn in his side, there was the one person he couldn't avoid:

needed to get on

to take Kinslee abroad to

Charisma Company: every corner

could be left