Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 201: As the evening rush hour descended and dusk painted the sky, Kellan drove, acutely aware of the peculiar silence that enveloped them, likely a byproduct of the restaurants atmosphere.

He seized a moment to send a quick text to Sherman: Dont forget to throw a wrench in the server.

After hitting send, he put his phone away and, donning a calm mask, casually asked, Ms.

Clarke, when did you first meet Dr.

Pierce? He seems to have quite the grasp on your little habits.

Allison, unreserved and candid, responded without hesitation, I met him ages ago.

He once pursued me, but I turned him down.

He deserves someone better.

Rolling down the window, she welcomed the cool night breeze, letting it sweep over her.

Kellan felt his mood lift at her words, the earlier annoyance melting away.

You deserve better too, Ms.

Clarke, he said gently.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel before asking, almost casually, But tell me, what sort of man do you fancy, Ms.

Clarke? Allison stared at the passing cars, her voice almost blending with the evening air.

A man in a black suit, aloof and reserved, preferably with slightly wavy hair and a small mole on his Adams apple.

She tossed her wind-tousled hair, putting on a serious act.

And he should have layers; thats what really spices things up.

continued describing her ideal man, an

she mentioned the mole and layers, he instinctively glanced over at her,

was laughing

seen her look so blissful, her smile lighting up the

froze for a moment, his heart racing, as he grappled with his composure

Ms.

lively, he managed, his heart still pounding in his

Allison swiftly

to

in two security personnel to keep

Information security is paramount.

confident that she could resolve

shifted as she slowly added, But this network intrusion

theres probably a mole within

previous team hadnt been entirely cleared out and might be up to their

a discreet glance

cleared out a pack of corporate spies, and

still hanging around, causing this security

was sweating bullets but held onto his facade

Mr.

Lloyd, Ms.

Clarke, dont worry.

serious matter that needs

be taken

worst! She wasnt particularly worried, confident in Kellans ability to handle

expression

reluctantly closed his eyes and echoed, Yes, those

recent decisions had become

night, only for Sherman to be branded as

Kellan slipped on his