Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 148: Onyx initially assumed the person approaching was just another overeager fan trying to cut in line.

He never imagined hed run into an old acquaintance, least of all Hedwig now known as Allison whom he thought hed never see again.

Allisons eyes glimmered with a half-smile.

Funny running into you here, she said.

Yeah, haha! Small world, huh? Why dont we step into the lounge? Its too hectic out here.

Onyxs usual bravado slipped slightly, though he quickly masked it.

Standing, he barked a few instructions to the nearby staff.

Ive got something urgent to handle.

Take over for me, he said, giving the crowd a quick bow.

Apologies, everyone.

Ive got to step out, but feel free to enjoy the refreshments on me.

Ill be back shortly.

He led Allison toward the lounge, heart pounding as he silently prayed she wouldnt cause a scene.

Meanwhile, her eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar sketches plastered on the walls.

Seeing her work displayed like this work that had been taken without so much as a thank you was laughably absurd.

Each poster bore traces of the sketches she had poured herself into years ago.

Onyx, desperate to play the role of an old buddy, grinned from ear to ear.

wow! Its

know how worried Ive

I couldnt reach you, I thought something had

turned her head and glanced

almost flawless someone else might have

straight

its

between

at a comic company, back

had been

two had spent time together in Leswington, and though theyd gotten along well enough, Allison wasnt about to cause

hear him

Onyx sighed.

I wont

inspiration did come from the drafts you left behind in

you disappeared, I thought something mustve

your hard work to go to

sketches, added my touch, and…

I never

you were talented, but wow, Hedwig, you really

convincing the sincerity in his eyes, the

Allison raised an eyebrow, her voice

your name on it? That wiped the smile

always hated the spotlight, right? You didnt want your

just a name,

harm done, right? Before she could respond, he pushed

mean, sure, the foundation was yours, but I spent countless hours

creation now,

signed it as Onyx

his way through ten years of anonymity in Leswington, producing work that no one had ever