Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 118:The next morning, Allison casually entered the Carisma company.

As soon as she entered, her phone buzzed with a message from Kellan.

Miss Clarke, you don't have a helper today.

They would only trip me up.

Allison didn't want to have an assistant, knowing it would attract unwanted glances.

Plus, she preferred to work alone and felt uncomfortable with someone hanging around.

After pressing send, she walked deeper into the building.

To his surprise, the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

Charisma Company had grown exponentially and, with the backing of the Lloyd Group, had acquired an entire skyscraper.

As a perfume company, it didn't have the rigid, stuffy atmosphere of a typical corporate office.

Laboratories were spread throughout the building, and two entire floors were dedicated to lounges and break rooms where employees could relax.

But as he approached the office area, something caught his attention: an alteration in the company's data.

company.

Someone's hacking, he muttered, frowning.

The nearby computer screens were flashing with confusing codes, but the service personnel were nowhere to be found, and strangely enough, the network's security alarms had not been activated.

His instincts were true: someone was manipulating the system.

Without hesitation, he sat down in the nearest chair and got to work.

An illegal rape It had been a long time since I had seen something like this, he murmured.

This was not how he had imagined his first day.

With determination, he headed to the central control room, turned on the main computer and let his fingers fly across the keyboard.

Kellan had assured him that the lab was his and that he had full access to all the equipment.

The other technicians blinked in surprise.

for his sudden entry.

They had been informed that a new boss would arrive today and, apparently, it was her.

Although they were aware of the situation, they couldn't shake off their resentment.

discreet glance at Marc Ward, the senior coach most

what he believed was rightfully his only

frustration, Marc approached Allison,

you are Miss

on the first day,

But, I shouldn't.

.

.

didn't bother to look up

dealing with perfume in the

with all the typing here? I couldn't waste

was not the work of amateurs: it had all the earmarks

of vultures circling,

she didn't block the intrusion in the next few minutes, the hackers

data.

the time Lloyd Group's cybersecurity team could

to let valuable data, still intact before her very eyes, fall

he replied, If you know who I am, you

narrowed his eyes in surprise, his irritation boiling

the lab, the other technicians were exchanging amused glances

excited, but it's not like

go wrong, it'll be your

Clarke, don't get us wrong, Thea interjected softly, her tone

that we don't respect it,

here because of

.

.

us to keep our

intended,

it was clear that

a woman in her twenties, calm and

wasn't going to

of how rude you're being, maybe

solve the problem, at least don't

It's common decency.

.

.

is that concept out of your reach? His words struck with

they resented

sarcastic comments made

suffers

care of

Leave me alone.

on countering the hacking, the technicians' complaints only served to further