Chapter 482:

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Carole froze, her expression one of sheer disbelief. It was clear that Kellan was explaining all of this to Allison.

As he lifted his eyes, his lips slightly pursed, and his dark eyes, veiled with an enigmatic shadow, seemed to draw one in like a bottomless chasm. The silence that had previously filled the room was suddenly shattered.

Allison hadn’t expected this either. Surprise flickered in her eyes. She had long assumed that Kellan wasn’t one to partner easily, much less bend to another’s plans.

Even more puzzling, Greenfield Group’s focus on fast-moving consumer goods hardly seemed to align with Charisma Company’s trajectory—unless it had something to do with Carole?

As Allison recalled the vast debt of gratitude owed by the Lloyd family to the Perry family, a theory quickly took root in her mind.

She responded with a calm, measured tone, “You two go ahead and discuss this. I’m waiting on someone here, so I’ll steer clear.”

relaxed and nonchalant, grated on Kellan’s nerves. It seemed that in trying to

as Ferdinand had anticipated; she hadn’t been prodded into revealing anything hidden

it fell across Kellan’s impeccably tailored trousers,

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ

simmering with anger, hadn’t noticed this shift. She was barely holding

if Kellan and I are here to talk business, there’s no harm in you listening in. You’ll be part of

“our” was anything but subtle. She knew the collaboration proposal was

all about unsettling Allison, a move

the

Carole had only scratched the surface, knowing her merely

why

and forthright, her words bold and

files can’t just be handed out willy-nilly,” Carole interrupted, her surprise tinged with

don’t take Ms. Clarke’s enthusiasm too seriously. She meant no

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