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 cover

the comics and

his expression hardened and his mood changed like a

feeling the unspoken tension radiating from

flow, the plot… it was

of his Leswington days, now repackaged under a

the

dry laugh escaped

was an old acquaintance, the editor he

cartoonist really is so

a nearby girl, her voice carefree but with a hint

blinked in

is taking the Internet by

he will have a signing

like her work, you should check it

Allison mused,

rush, but for something as fun as

girl hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you

No.

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

Everything fell into place.

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

she probably never thought their paths

would have barged in, demanding answers

those days were

her priority

steamy shower, and lay on the bed, muttering under her breath:

and even a little troubleshooting had left her with a throbbing

task seemed to exhaust her

the moonlight that spilled onto the floor through the gaps

thoughts drifted to the mountain that awaited her: the

thorn in his side, there was the one person

on

allow him to take Kinslee abroad to receive the treatment he so desperately

Company: every corner of its past had to be

stone could be