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

like youre raking in the

finding your parents and doing right

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

Ive got it.

you want it back, meet me

or Ill make sure you

phone in her hand, her

thought she had lost that

upside down searching

it this

Her expression darkened.

this

a hundred thousand dollars wasnt even a dent in

was

more later,

Fine.

back and then deal with him once

café, Allison found it

against the floor as she entered

was Devin, grinning

purred, gesturing toward the

and then we can

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

Fine.

the spoon lazily, her gaze never

in

a blind person could have sensed something was off about the

the photo? Her words were

his eyes glinting as

he said, waving the

money? In the

Allison replied smoothly, patting the sleek black

the briefcase, his greed flashing across his face as he imagined the stacks of cash

from his chair, his hunger took