Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 337: As part of the masquerade ball tradition, Allison had to select a mask for herself before she could indulge in the festivities.

It was finally one of those rare moments where she could afford a bit of respite, yet somehow, Gordon had managed to slip in unnoticed, perched on her sofa, looking at her with innocent eyes.

Boss, the folks working under you have never seen what you really look like.

Some of them have even hinted that you might not be… all that attractive.

They think thats why youre always masked up on video calls.

Gordon reclined casually, one leg draped over the other, his gaze never wavering as he spoke.

If they knew how stunning you are, I swear theyd be floored.

Allison always donned a mask at Cobweb, rarely revealing her face, except to Gordon, who had been by her side the longest.

Furthermore, she employed a voice changer in front of anyone except the upper echelons of Cobweb.

What? Do they think Im that hard on the eyes? she replied.

Not at all! Its just that your strength and authority have led everyone to conjure up wild images of you like a hulking brute with a beard, Gordon chuckled, unable to keep a straight face.

Cobweb… He was about to continue when he noticed Allisons pointed glance.

Isnt it wiser to keep those thoughts under wraps? You know what they say about walls having ears.

Its significant to stay alert.

I get it… Im just a little bored, he admitted, his expression turning almost puppy-like.

Youve been holed up in Ontdale forever and havent bothered to pay me a visit, he added.

Though they mainly communicated directly, Gordon always listened intently to her every word.

liberty of buying it for you in

as he smiled,

this pendant will shine even brighter when paired with

turn me down this time! Gordons eyes shimmered with a hint of moisture, and his

Cut it out.

me before was already more

need anything

pendant, its vibrant hue stirring

chin

some things I need you to look into for

any detailed

everything once Im back, Gordon

Good.

close friends she had in her youth, her movements, her lifes

The little details.

done, he assured her, though a shadow of thought crossed

Boss, theres something odd.

it like you asked, but most of her records have

Erased.

seem

Gordons brow furrowed slightly.

Cobweb, an intelligence network that prided itself on having eyes and ears everywhere, missing

hinted at forces working behind the scenes, only intensifying

tone becoming

I tried to dig deeper, I risked

situation carefully,

conceal their information… theyre not

Allisons brow furrowed slightly.

you mean? She had a vague suspicion,

what Ive gathered, Gordon explained, Kellans been