Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 189: At her workstation, Aimee gnawed on her lower lip, her anger unmistakable.

She snapped a quick photo of a forum post with her phone, sending it to Allison without hesitation.

Ms.

Clarke, theres some nasty stuff about you on the forum.

You might want to deal with it before these people get too full of themselves.

Allison skimmed the image Aimee sent, then lazily opened the internal forum on her own phone.

One look, and she rolled her eyes.

She didnt need a detective to tell her who was behind this.

Ill handle it, she replied.

Closing her phone, Allison gazed at the photo for a moment longer before turning to Kellan.

Mr.

Lloyd, could I borrow your laptop for a bit? Without a word, Kellan passed her his laptop.

Meanwhile, Thea was grinning as she read through the comments beneath the post, already imagining the discomfort creeping into Allisons day.

the judgment hanging in the air like a

Thea a

then, a

like the poster forgot about the jail time some

proof? Thea, her smirk vanishing, slammed the

rising popularity, then

years back, practically on her knees, begging

Lloyd for a loan.

company! Remember Rodrigo? That fussy client? I watched Allison hand him her room key

a lot about

comments poured in, the posts

the content was suspiciously uniform, all circling back to the same

theyd run

the drama unfold, didnt rush to

laid her trap with a single, calculated line, and now it was time to let the other

Patience was key.

office, with nothing better to do, even dragging their

with some

at

The moment had arrived.

across the keyboard, lines of code flying across the screen as she slipped through the companys

more keystroke, and the

like a glitch, the screen refreshed, revealing