Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 182: Allison crept through the narrow corridor, each step measured until she found herself swallowed by the suffocating blackness of a hidden room.

The kind of darkness that devoured hope, leaving only dread in its wake.

Before she could even contemplate how to escape, the unmistakable sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the room, steady and unhurried, like the ticking of a relentless clock.

Someone else had entered the secret room.

Great, just my luck.

This is a complete nightmare.

Allison hastily located the closest cabinet and hid inside.

I told you to dig up every scrap of information on those thugs.

If you cant get anything out of the last survivor, silence him.

Dont bring any more of your messes back to my doorstep.

Kellans deep, resonant voice echoed through the room just as warm, dim lights flickered to life, casting shadows along the walls.

Allison had never anticipated encountering him here, of all places.

Peering through the narrow gap in the cabinet door, she watched as Kellan lifted his shirt with one hand, revealing the ripple of toned muscles and the smooth, defined lines of his back.

But it wasnt his physique that sent a jolt of surprise through her.

What truly shocked her was the wall behind him.

It wasnt hiding any dark family secrets as she had imagined.

Instead, the room was adorned with an array of whips and peculiar gadgets.

Handcuffs dangled beside candles, and even collars hung in place like relics of some unspoken indulgence.

It was a collection tailored for desires she had never associated with him.

Wasnt Kellan supposed to be disinterested in women? He always carried himself with an air of aloofness, cool and detached, not someone youd picture indulging in such… extreme tastes.

Allisons mind reeled.

was the forbidden room of the Lloyd family, a place barred from outsiders, yet

reeling, Kellan shrugged off his shirt

mirror stared back at him as

one voice after another reporting in, but his attention seemed

spot, Allison could detect the iciness in

carried a venomous undercurrent, laced with irritation and an

and dont expect

tone, just a cold edge

dont have time for

she had known here

them

who were skinned alive, if any of them are still breathing, carve them

though the savagery he spoke of was as casual as

it, they had it

herself blindsided by the revelation of Kellans concealed

it was still hard to reconcile this brooding,

two versions of him was wide and

he were merely debating

no mistaking it he had walked down this dark road many

Kellan spoke to his subordinates, the sheer weight of his authority

no wonder the rumors painted him as a volatile madman, one who could flip from cold calculation to explosive anger in the blink of an

knowing this side of Kellan didnt shock Allison

were the items on the

gaze, studying

materials fresh and fine, yet she hadnt expected Kellans preferences

that another presence shared

he applied ointment to

as he instructed, Get my grandmother moved to a different

one had a nice view, but the staff couldnt

Mountains

there and

person on the other end of the line hesitated before saying, But moving her

director of the old sanatorium could make

darkened, a thin layer of impatience creeping

sneer carried a

Theyre all incompetent.