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.

Its

how worried Ive

you, I thought something

turned her head and glanced

almost flawless someone else might

cut straight

its

between them

worked side by side at a comic company, back when Allison used her

been

and though theyd gotten along well enough,

wanted to hear

Onyx sighed.

wont lie to

from the drafts you

I thought something mustve gone

your hard work to

sketches, added my touch, and…

smiled at Allison and added, I never imagined

knew you were talented, but

the sincerity in his eyes,

raised an eyebrow, her voice

did you put your name on it? That wiped the smile off Onyxs face, if only for

spotlight, right? You didnt

just a

Before she

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

my creation now,

I signed

through ten years of anonymity in Leswington,