Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 448:

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“Allison, you seem really young. Are you really more skilled than Roderick?”

“Yeah, why haven’t we heard of you before? Did you study restoration abroad?”

“What kind of antiques have you worked on? Could you share some examples or even videos?”

The questions poured in, nearly overwhelming the atmosphere with excitement.

Roderick glanced over, about to step in to restore order, but Allison had already left the podium. As she moved toward the students, her composed presence quieted the room significantly.

Her hair was loosely tied in a graceful bun, held together by a wooden hairpin with a classic antique design. Dressed casually in a gray outfit, her presence exuded both approachability and refinement.

questions about my personal life fall outside the purpose of this lecture,”

and uphold culture. We’re not here for personal acclaim

unwavering, settled over the room, grounding the

as her message took hold. With a thoughtful pause, Allison raised her hand, removing the hairpin and letting her hair cascade down her shoulders. The simple gesture had the

hairpin up, she turned to the class with a question. “Who can guess what

of interest surged through

“Let me see!”

have been

“Such a beautiful piece!”

its way around the room until it reached Kellan. He turned it in his fingers, feeling its

antique luster was understated yet

gaze, filled with a

take a

his feet, the sharp lines of his black suit lending him an air of quiet