Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 205: After Devin was thrown out onto the street like discarded trash, he lay there, attracting a crowd of curious onlookers.

Their whispers buzzed around him, each word a dagger to his pride.

What a disgrace! Above him, Sherman stood tall, looking down with cold disdain.

Filth like you shouldnt even dream of Ms.

Clarke, Sherman sneered, his voice dripping with contempt.

If you ever pull this stunt again, youll be taught a harsher lesson.

Devin didnt dare to fight back.

Instead, he nodded frantically, his voice trembling as he groveled.

I was wrong, okay? Please, show mercy! Shame burned inside him, but with the crowd dispersing, Devin scurried into the shadows like a rat.

Clutching the phone number Melany had handed him, his rage simmered.

Allison, if youre going to play dirty, dont blame me for responding in kind, he muttered under his breath, seething.

Once, hed hesitated out of some foolish loyalty to their childhood bond.

But that softness had backfired.

If kindness didnt work, then hed show her just how far he was willing to go to get what he wanted.

Meanwhile, at the company, Allison was busy mixing perfumes, having already forgotten all about Devin.

In her mind, he was nothing more than a coward one who bullied the weak but crumbled at the first sign of resistance.

After today, she figured hed learn his place.

The whole situation was just gossip material to laugh about later.

But just as she was about to pack up for the day, her phone rang.

The number was unfamiliar.

answered without much thought, but froze the

raking

and doing right by them? Allisons

you talking about? Im talking about that photo of your mother the one you used to keep under your pillow

Ive got it.

it back, meet me at

hundred thousand dollars, or

clenching the phone in her hand, her eyes narrowing

thought she had lost that

after turning the orphanage upside down searching for it, it had

it this

Her expression darkened.

knew this was a

thousand dollars wasnt even a dent in her fortune,

was just the

more later,

Fine.

the photo back and then deal with

secluded café, Allison found it

against the floor as she entered the private

there he was Devin, grinning smugly

he purred, gesturing toward the

and then we can discuss the

he slid the cup of coffee across the table, his fingers lingering on the lip for

Fine.

spoon lazily, her gaze never leaving

glint of triumph in Devins eyes didnt

sensed something was off

photo? Her words were slow,

eyes glinting as he reached into his

he said, waving the photo teasingly before

the money?

patting the sleek black case

attention snapped to the briefcase, his greed flashing across his

from his chair,