Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 151: Coltons voice was laced with frustration as he began, Allison, I suggest you speak to us properly But his words were cut short when she raised her hand.

Of course, Ill speak properly.

In fact, Ive been speaking properly unlike the secretary your father brought to the wedding.

According to her, the Stevens family has other sons besides you.

Allison thrived on hitting back hard.

Her eyes gleamed with a calculated cruelty as she added, And judging by Miss Johnsons mothers behavior, who acts more like a street brawler than a wedding guest, Id say shes got her husband under control.

At least she wont have to deal with as many affairs as your family! The words stung.

That was Allisons giftknowing exactly where to strike.

She never forgot a slight and was always prepared to hit back where it hurt most.

You! Melanys face drained of color, her breath catching in her throat.

The fiasco at her wedding had been humiliating, and now Allison had the audacity to fling it back in her face, rubbing salt in her fresh wound.

Allison wasnt just insulting her; she was humiliating hera grievance she could hardly swallow! Taking a deep breath, Melany kept her anger at bay and resorted to her usual pity act, squeezing out a tear or two.

Onyx and I are just friends! How dare you imply otherwise? Her voice cracked, her eyes shimmering with tears.

And youve insulted my parents! The Stevens family has treated you so well, but you still drag their name through the mud? Allisons lips curled into a mocking smile.

Her voice was casual, almost lazy.

Miss Johnson, I wasnt insulting your parents.

I was praising their ability to keep their marriage intact.

Not everyone is so… lucky.

Right, Mr.

she spoke, she

watching, Allison was the epitome

You! Coltons jaw tightened.

could feel the blood rushing to his face, his mind racing back to his fathers

just torn open old wounds,

grabbing her wrist, but Allisons

need to

the time she had single-handedly stuffed a burly man twice her size into a garbage

a

rooted to the spot, his chest rising

a

escalate things further, Onyx

Mr.

all friends

best to

had known Allison from their time together in Leswington when he was her comic editor,

Colton, he hadnt yet learned to tread

had no desire

losing a valuable connection like Onyx

began, his voice laced with cold authority, youve been causing a scene here

back from commenting, as I dont

belittle Allison in front of Colton and

accuse me of plagiarism, confront me with

claim I used your discarded drafts, but where

unfazed by

seen this tactic

handed him most of her unused sketches back then for

been shredded

the time, she hadnt thought much of

ironic, then, that the very scraps she had carelessly

turned her trash

the moment, her voice dripping with

youre accusing Onyx of plagiarism, wheres the