Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 124:Allison finished mixing the perfume and headed to the bathroom.

Not long after, she overheard a group of young women gossiping by the sink.

Have you heard? Who was going to tell us that our new leader, who seems so respectable, is actually a sordid character! exclaimed one of them.

Marc told us that Allison is just an orphan who never had anyone to guide her.

No wonder she went astray.

I never expected her to be so loose, another clinched.

Allison's expression turned ice cold.

She hadn't expected that her first encounter with the rumors about herself would unfold in a bathroom, which actually served as a center of gossip.

The young women outside showed no signs of slowing down.

Why would Mr.

Lloyd be interested in a woman like her, one continued.

Well, if it's offered to him on a silver platter, who could resist.

But before he could finish, the door to the booth burst open.

Allison, the subject of their talk, slowly emerged.

Without looking at them, she calmly opened the makeup mirror next to the sink and took out the lipstick, carefully outlining her lips.

Miss.

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Miss Clarke, hello.

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The young women froze, paralyzed by fear, unable to move or escape.

After finishing putting on her makeup, Allison caught her eyes in the mirror.

Don't let me interrupt you, continue.

The chill in his gaze gave them chills.

You were hired to work here, not to gossip about the private lives of your superiors.

Spreading rumors and creating problems.

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it's clear that you have too much time on your hands.

all decent women, but your mouths

sorry,

It wasn't our intention.

who had been so lively in their

all, she was their superior, with

have only heard such rumors from

nothing to

.

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stammered one

head and a sneer appeared on her

mean it's not your fault to spread

her wavy hair and red lips, she looked even more radiant

professional suit, she scrutinized them from head to toe and said bluntly: You

your posts during work hours: say goodbye

were not the

that Marc must have

young

They felt crushed.

this month

disappointment hurt them more than

indifferent look

was one thing; who knew what else he could

of future setbacks, or even being

that she caught them red-handed! In a moment of

so

that he had already left the

in the

they were even more

one knew when Allison would

lab,

documents on the lab table and smiled at

Clarke, do you think you can make this perfume, he asked with a gleam of arrogance

client had a reputation for being notoriously difficult, demanding and

the night.

satisfied with

mere mention of her

time, she had only provided a small sample of perfume, but the formula was

measurements of each ingredient were a

their instincts and experience,

to pass this hot potato on to

all, this is an

so we'll have

her eyes scanning

His tone remained firm.

take care

Marc was perplexed.

taking a look, but he couldn't shake

those who were silently watching in the laboratory were

had anticipated Allison's

a moment, momentarily

Um.

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