Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 214: Devins eyes were bloodshot, veins protruding in thin red lines.

Yet his voice remained eerily calmtoo controlled for someone teetering on the edge.

Dont worry, Miss Johnson.

All I want is a hundred thousand in cash.

Im sure thats not a problem for someone like you.

Of course, what he really desired was a face-to-face meeting.

Meet me at the third alley off 1st Avenue.

Youve got three hours.

If you dont show up with the money, dont blame me for sending the recordings to Allison and the others.

Melanys face twisted in fury, her knuckles whitening as she gripped her phone.

Are you out of your mind? A hundred thousand in cash? How can you But before she could finish her sentence, the line went dead.

With a hiss of frustration, Melany threw the phone down and began pacing.

I shouldve known better than to get involved with that madman! she muttered angrily.

But this wasnt the time for regrets.

She had to get those recordings back.

If they ended up in Allisons or, worse, Kellans hands… no, she couldnt risk it.

If Colton or Lindy found out about her shady dealings with Devin, shed be out of the Stevens family without a second thought.

Determined, Melany quickly moved to gather the cash.

After packing the money into a heavy suitcase, she donned dark sunglasses and a hat, and headed to the alleyone devoid of security cameraswhere she was to meet Devin.

When she spotted the short, stocky figure of the man, her face twisted with disgust.

snapped, shoving the suitcase toward

Give me the recordings.

get out

Her jaw tightened.

Pathetic loser.

Greedy leech.

giving you this hundred thousand, and

dare come back and try to

as he took slow,

shadow loomed

you want is for me to take the money and disappear?

Easy enough.

the recordings right

was calm, almost agreeable, but his mind was working a different

rich bastards really thought he

buy him off now, but the second his

learned his lesson after the mess at the café with

Melany wouldnt get a chance to make

stopping just a few

hand shot out, a cloth soaked in chloroform

are, right? he murmured, his voice low and guttural as

you handle something worse

anticipated the

fingers

She couldnt scream.

She couldnt fight.

vision blurred, then

one thought echoed

consciousness, the world

of an abandoned factory loomed ominously, and Devins

Panic surged within her.

play her

Were in this together, remember? Ive kept every promise I made to you,

Its Allisons fault.