Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 462:

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Kellan slid off his suit jacket and, with an air of distaste, took out a sanitizing spray, misting the black chair with careful precision. When his eyes lifted again, they were coldly mocking. “Let’s make this plain. Get out.”

His tone left no room for arguing. The message was as blunt as it was final.

Carole’s smile faltered, her perfect facade cracking. Saying nothing, she grabbed her bag, her reddening eyes cast down as she turned on her heel, her four-inch heels tapping sharply as she left.

Ignoring the tension that hung in the room, Allison simply waited for Kellan to finish signing, then stamped the document with a bright red seal.

“With that, I’ll be on my way,” she said, gathering her things to leave.

But Kellan took a step toward her.

aren’t you at all curious about my connection to

something indiscreet. But he noticed Allison had remained unfazed the entire time, even showing hints of amusement. It dawned on him

since parting that night, they had

“Curious? No.”

Allison’s expression was unreadable.

I can see you

in Kellan. Rather, it was their fundamental similarity that

slice through the charged air

up for an engagement as kids, but that’s long in the past. The engagement was called off, and I

no need to

“For me, there is.”

faintest impression—maybe it was just a fleeting

he leaned closer, his subtle woody fragrance filled the small space between them, carrying a hint of

that precise moment, the door burst open again. “Kellan, I brought you some lunch!” Carole announced with