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.

closely at first, but as she continued describing her ideal man,

layers, he instinctively glanced over at her, only

was laughing at his

seen her look so blissful, her smile lighting up the dim evening like

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

Ms.

certainly know how to keep things lively, he managed, his heart still

arriving at the company, Allison swiftly tackled

no need to send us on a wild goose

happens again, just call in two security personnel to

Information security is paramount.

her chair, confident that she could resolve the issue in

then her expression shifted as she slowly added, But this network intrusion

theres probably a

hadnt been entirely cleared out and might be

casting a discreet

I cant believe we just cleared out a pack of corporate

must be some stragglers still hanging around,

held onto his facade of

Mr.

Lloyd, Ms.

Clarke, dont worry.

a serious matter that needs to be handled from top to

be

She wasnt particularly worried, confident in

expression

Sherman reluctantly closed his eyes and echoed, Yes, those traitors are truly despicable!

had

night, only for Sherman to be branded as the

Kellan slipped on his