Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 348: I thought they were long gone, wiped out, but theyre still crawling back, trying to wrest control of Hackers World from me.

Allisons voice was cold, the frost in her tone unmistakable.

Though Kellan and Ferdinand had done a thorough job cleaning up the mess last time, Allison knew all too well that the true puppet master behind the scenes had yet to reveal themselves.

Rather than sit back and wait for the next ambush, Allison believed it was wiser to strike first.

Gordon immediately caught on to her unspoken plan.

Do you need someone to take care of it? If you find them, kill them.

All of them.

Understood.

There wasnt a hint of hesitation in Gordons response.

He didnt flinch at Allisons blunt, cutthroat approach.

In fact, it made him chuckle.

Cobweb pulled in seven billion last year.

Folks in Vrining have been throwing big money around for insider intel, but last months profits took a bit of a dip… Gordon had a mind like a steel trap when it came to numbers.

He was sharp, and every digit danced at his fingertips.

His voice, however, still carried that telltale rasp of someone teetering on the edge of adolescence.

When Gordon got serious, he was an entirely different person intensely focused, every trace of his usual carefree demeanor gone.

Allison kept the conversation light, even though a good chunk of that seven billion had already been funneled into various operations and investments.

As the wine in their glasses dwindled, so did the thread of their discussion.

to slur, his words losing their logic

like you… Gordons behavior shifted

to say

signature lopsided grin, murmuring how much he liked Allison, his eyes

clear to Allison that Gordon

eventually guiding

all his youthful charm, Gordon was still a towering

support as he leaned heavily on her

her neck, rubbing

skills, she muttered under her

Allison dropped him onto

had assumed that he could handle his liquor better

only three glasses, he was

was drunk,

shirt had come undone slightly, revealing the

the alcohol, made

her, his long lashes trembling

Please… dont leave me.

Im not going anywhere.

Im right here.

couldnt help but find Gordons plea

they were catching every glimmer of light in the

with a helpless laugh, she reached out and ruffled his hair, her

Youre drunk, Gordon.

into a tousled mess, making him look more like a

his flushed face, paired with his messy hair, was almost comically

called for the

Gordons on the rooftop.

someone to take care of him and bring some

Right away.

blanket, Allison finally