Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 425:

🍙 🍙 🍙 🍙 🍙

Louis bristled. “I can’t do it, huh? And you can, I suppose?” His sneer was a flimsy cover for the rising frustration as he pushed back his chair, standing with a mocking flourish. He swept a hand toward the table, like a performer making way for the next act.

“Fine. Go ahead. Show us how it’s done, then. Let’s see if you’re any better than FrameMaker.”

For a moment, Allison remained motionless, staring them down, as though considering her next move.

Louis, mistaking her stillness for hesitation, pressed on, his voice dripping with disdain. “What’s wrong? Afraid you might fail?”

“What if I can?”

Louis laughed, the sound harsh and humorless. “If you can, I’ll drop to my knees and call you master.”

but

won’t be necessary. You’re not qualified

sliding into Louis’ spot with a grace that made it look

spoke softly. “Are

from knowing someone

up at him, offering a brief but

front of the painting and began

you,” Keanu replied, stepping aside

but said nothing, clearly unwilling to

hand, crossed his arms, a

see how you screw this up. You…” But

tweezers, lifting the fragile, peeling sections of the painting with a skill that made

next words were even

has seeped into the texture. We’ll need to remove it layer by layer. After that, a strong adhesive