Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 289: A week later, at the charity gala.

The event still has some time before it starts, Kellan said, watching as Allison stood, arms crossed, lost in thought.

She gazed out at the churning, dark sea, her eyes distant.

The night air was sharp, and the wind whipped around them, reddening the tip of her nose.

He stepped forward, offering her his suit jacket.

His voice was steady and magnetic.

Ms.

Clarke, its a bit chilly out here.

If you dont mind, Id be happy for you to wear my jacket.

Allisons surprise flickered across her face at his unexpected presence.

She paused for a heartbeat, then accepted the jacket without hesitation, draping it over her shoulders.

Thank you, Mr.

Lloyd, she said, the sea breeze growing colder.

She tucked a few loose strands of hair behind her ear and smiled, her eyes lighting up.

How did you know I was out here? Truth be told, the past few days had been a rollercoaster for her.

After taking that photo of the necklace from Kellan, shed asked Gordon to investigate it further, but their search had hit a wall.

The trail had gone cold.

hope lay with Kellans grandmother, Kinslee, who was suffering

offered her a glass of

was just wandering around and happened to spot you

the tequila and clinked

why not enjoy the fresh air instead of being cooped up inside? Compared to the bustling social scene indoors, the crisp air outside felt

Kellan nodded.

Sounds good to me.

like a stone dropped into

Allison, not bothering to take a sip of

a lot of effort into their appearance, donning custom gowns and

Kellan had scanned the banquet hall earlier, hed seen

had opted for a more understated

hadnt worn the lavish gown he

she had chosen a simple purple

piece, the

clung to her figure,

down, she resembled a carefully crafted glass of red wine, exuding

Ms.

in that dress, Kellan

gaze lingered on her, admiring the way the waistline fit perfectly and how the lace design on

it was tailor-made

never missed a

curious about why she hadnt worn the gown

was the craftsmanship of her

designer, but the quality suggested a

is handmade, Allison replied, pleasantly surprised

she had designed the

continued, her voice softening with a hint of regret, but unfortunately, a severe rainstorm hit the day before yesterday, ruining the gift box and

it, the dress was

but to find something else