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.

the forbidden room of the Lloyd family, a place barred from outsiders, yet it held this assortment of

she was still reeling, Kellan shrugged off his shirt entirely, sitting on the

a large mirror stared back at him as

him, his phone was on speaker, one voice after another reporting in, but his attention seemed

hiding spot, Allison could detect the iciness in his

venomous undercurrent, laced with irritation and an unmistakable

again, and dont

no warmth in his tone, just a cold edge

dont have time for

Kellan she had known here was a man whose words bled

wielded them

skinned alive, if any of

savagery he spoke of was

they had

found herself blindsided by the revelation of

was aware that surviving in the world of wealth and power demanded certain skills, it was still hard to reconcile this

chasm between the two versions

as if he were merely debating the merits

was no mistaking it he had walked down

subordinates, the sheer weight of his authority pressed down like

wonder the rumors painted him as a volatile madman, one who could flip

of Kellan didnt shock Allison too

her were the items

gaze, studying the scene

materials fresh and fine, yet she hadnt expected Kellans

another presence

he applied ointment to the wound on his abdomen, barely

as he instructed, Get my grandmother

one had a nice view, but the staff couldnt care less about

West Mountains

a private facility there and put our own people in

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

old sanatorium could

face darkened, a thin layer of impatience

carried

Theyre all incompetent.