Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 149: Onyx noticed Allisons stoic expression and slowly let his forced smile fade away.

Rubbing his stiff face, he let out a cold, humorless chuckle.

Is it money youre after? Just name your price.

Or better yet, take this card right now.

Its got thirty thousand on it.

Allison, however, didnt even spare a glance at the card before she casually tossed it to the floor.

You really have become revolting, she said, her tone calm but cutting.

The sharpness in her gaze pierced through Onyx, turning his guilt into simmering anger.

Everyone changes, dont they? Youre no different! And even if you scream to the world that the art is yours, who do you think will believe you? He took another step closer, his expression almost manic.

Im the one with the name, the reputation.

Do you even realize how many fans are out there right now? They worship me! Allison met his eyes, stepping forward without hesitation.

So thats why you think you can steal and sleep easy at night, huh? Doesnt all that praise sound hollow to you? Onyxs eyes narrowed.

Thats where youre wrong.

name on those comics? Its mine now! And I wasnt going to waste my talent as

stole your work, but Ill just tell the world youre the one who stole from me stole my ideas, my brilliance! The first time Onyx had laid eyes on Allisons work, hed

someone so young produce something so breathtaking? But the more he saw her

of her genius, and overtime, that admiration

ever since I laid eyes on your cursed art, I havent been able to draw a single decent

black cloud hanging over me! He wasnt making excuses

mind, Allison was the source of

just how deeply

a knock came from outside

Id

Take the money and keep your mouth

youve

only will you get nothing, but Ill bury you under a mountain of lawsuits! He straightened up, plastering a fake

Miss Johnson, perfect timing.

the meeting room? Its a bit

fell when she

everywhere? Her saccharine tone barely

some crazy fan harassing you? She threw a sickly sweet glance at Allison, her voice dripping with false

Allison, what a

are rules about waiting your