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.

only remaining hope lay with Kellans grandmother, Kinslee, who

her

around and happened

the tequila and clinked glasses with

not enjoy the fresh air instead of being cooped up inside? Compared to the bustling social

Kellan nodded.

Sounds good to me.

clinked together, the sound resonated like a stone

fixed on Allison, not bothering to take a sip of

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

had scanned the banquet hall earlier, hed seen

for a more understated

lavish gown

had chosen a simple

piece, the unique cut set

her figure, highlighting her beautiful

slightly curled long hair cascading down, she resembled a carefully crafted glass of red wine, exuding a

Ms.

look stunning in that dress, Kellan said

her, admiring the way the waistline fit perfectly and how the lace design on the back added a

looks like it was tailor-made

discerning eye never

worn the gown he had gifted,

attention was the

from a renowned designer, but the quality suggested a

handmade, Allison replied, pleasantly surprised

all, she had

gown you sent a few days ago, she continued, her voice softening with a hint of regret, but unfortunately, a severe rainstorm hit the day before

the time I opened it,

choice but to find something else