Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 140:

Late into the night, after Kellan had wrapped up the last of his paperwork, he noticed a soft glow still coming from the lab.

He didn’t need to guess who was burning the midnight oil.

It was always Allison.

“You’re working late again, Ms.

Clarke,” Kellan said as he pushed the door open and walked in, frowning instinctively.

Allison was focused entirely on her computer, but she looked tired.

She hadn’t slept well last night, and here she was working late again.

“Staying up too late isn’t good for your health.”

Allison didn’t even bother glancing up, recognizing him immediately by the sound of his voice.

She swiftly tucked away a small USB drive, then stretched and turned her gaze toward him.

“And what about you, Mr.

Lloyd? Seems like we’re both in the same boat, burning the candle at both ends.”

She lazily stretched, finally peeling her eyes away from the screen.

Kellan handed her a cappuccino.

“The company’s auditing the accounts, and perfume orders have been flooding in, so I’ve been swamped.

I made you a shareholder, so it’s on me if you push yourself too hard.”

“Don’t worry about me,” she replied, taking a long sip of the coffee without hesitation.

away

track of time,

words were only

had indeed been blending perfumes, but most of her time tonight had been spent hacking into Marc’s computer, copying hidden files, and

to settle in, heavy like

for the concern, though,” she added

lab staff

sharks hadn’t shown their teeth just yet, but she knew it was only a

sat in his wheelchair, watching

a moment of

I’ll give you a

“No need.

car’s just down in the underground

close this

“It’s no trouble.

that way,” Kellan responded, his tone

up, casting him a peculiar

estate and

you’re not heading my

effortlessly spun lies without skipping a

remained cool

I have business in

on the

that so?” Allison

I won’t argue.” After all, refusing

here to build trust with Kellan, wasn’t she? Grabbing her bag, she flicked off the lights and prepared

“But Mr.

Lloyd,” she added.

first? Lots of eyes around here,

can wait for me

“Ms.

Clarke,” Kellan replied.