Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 154: Of course I want to, but… Garry forced a tight, bitter smile, his eyes clouded with the weight of disappointment.

He had been drawing for years, pouring his heart into every sketch, yet it barely kept him afloat.

Fame? That had become a distant dream, one hed long stopped chasing.

Allison, however, cut through his hesitation.

I can guide you; Ill make your work even more famous than Onyxs.

Garry blinked, taken aback.

Surely, she was joking? Onyx wasnt just any artist he was a global sensation, dominating the comic world recently with an almost cult-like following.

Surpassing someone like that seemed absurd.

But seeing the calm, steady look in Allisons eyes, Garry was somewhat convinced.

His mind flickered back to the times she had critiqued his drawings, always with an eye for detail he could never quite match.

Could it be… was she some kind of hidden genius? He swallowed nervously.

Well… you dont have to do this… Allison didnt bother with any pretense.

I have my reasons.

Theres something I need your help with.

Her words were blunt, leaving no room for negotiation as she pulled a sleek pair of earphones from her purse, holding them out to him.

Once the deeds been done, Ill help you connect with the best publishers in town.

I can elevate your work to heights youve only dreamed of.

Garry hesitated, disbelief mixed with doubt written all over his face.

It sounded too good to be true, and deep down, he knew there was no such thing as a free meal in this world.

Besides, doing something sketchy just for personal gain it didnt sit right with him.

my comic to succeed, I cant

Allison

you to

hovering around like vultures, she could

Company, with enough power to pull strings in

Onyx openly was risky it could cause irreparable damage to her

she needed someone like Garry to do

to hear her out, she started

she continued, her eyes

are sloppy, the style feels

a deliberate pause, Allison lowered her voice and

stole my discarded drafts and passed them off as

disbelief as the weight of her words

that possible? he muttered, shaking his

first, it was too

legend in the comic world,

more he thought about it, the more it made

drop in quality in Onyxs later works rougher lines, lack

then there

with a pen was undeniable, capturing the essence

work with Onyxs,

edge, one he couldnt quite place

But then it clicked.

was so familiar! It was because Allisons brushwork and style were strikingly similar to some scenes

If thats

there any proof that he stole

my discarded drafts and passed them off

held out the earphones

have a plan to

understand how his mind works; hes not

in slightly, her gaze

back, and Ill

its

forcing you to

is yours

Garrys mind raced.