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.

listened closely at first, but as she continued describing her ideal man, an unsettling feeling

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

was laughing

so blissful, her smile lighting up the dim evening like a lighthouse guiding lost

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

Ms.

keep things lively,

the company, Allison swiftly tackled the

no need to send us on

just call in two security personnel

Information security is paramount.

her chair, confident that she could resolve the issue in

her expression shifted as she slowly added, But this network

purpose; theres probably a

cleared out and might be up to

casting a discreet

chimed in, I cant believe we just cleared out a pack of corporate spies, and now we have

be some stragglers still hanging around, causing this

bullets but held onto his facade of

Mr.

Lloyd, Ms.

Clarke, dont worry.

serious matter that needs to

be

are the worst! She wasnt particularly worried, confident

expression

from Kellan, Sherman reluctantly closed his eyes and echoed, Yes, those traitors are

had become

late at night, only for Sherman to be branded as the

the sky grew darker, Kellan slipped on his suit