Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 397:

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If she wasn’t mistaken, Kellan had a small mole in exactly the same place, one she had tenderly kissed. She remembered it clearly; it was one of the most sensitive spots on his body.

Her suspicion growing, Allison took a bold step forward, her eyes narrowing with interest.

“As cheesy as that line was, maybe we do know each other. Or maybe… we could become good friends.”

Without hesitation, she reached out and lifted his mask.

Allison approached the man slowly, her steps deliberate, the crisp night air nipping at her skin, keeping her alert and sharp.

“I’ve heard Turbo never competes internationally, yet everyone here knows his name,” she murmured softly, her voice nearly lost to the breeze.

She reached up, her fingertips brushing the cold, sleek surface of his mask.

I’ve seen you somewhere

edges of the silver mask that concealed most of his face. Only his eyes, dark and familiar, remained uncovered, watching her closely, almost daring her to

deep voice broke the silence. “The codename Turbo has

carried weight, a reminder that venturing into hidden truths could lead to unexpected consequences—calm, chaos, or

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around

at her lips as her gaze landed on that unmistakable

move, she stood on her toes, closing the distance between them, her fingers

broken. That’s

one swift motion, she pulled the mask away

Kellan’s sharp, chiseled features, his cold, handsome expression impossible

I win again,” Allison said with playful certainty, holding up the silver mask in

accentuating her striking features. She looked effortlessly stunning

of the crowd continued in the venue, but in that quiet

Clarke, we meet again,” Kellan said, his eyes locking with