Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 484:

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Wide-eyed, she clutched at her injured ankle, her voice rising in a frantic pitch. “Waiter! What kind of café are you running here? How can a rock just fly in from nowhere?!”

She was a picture of disarray, her usual composed elegance shattered.

Protected and pampered her whole life, Carole had never so much as grazed a knee, let alone sustained an injury that would leave a scar. Her shock quickly twisted into outrage.

Across the table, Allison’s hand rested innocently on her coffee cup. She gave a light shrug, barely masking a smirk. “Looks like you should watch your step, Miss Perry. You never know what might happen in a place like this — maybe something… supernatural? Sometimes, keeping silent can save you from unforeseen accidents.”

The subtle tilt of her head, combined with that laugh of hers, only spiked Carole’s fury. Yes, her laugh was soft, but it sure sounded mocking. There was no mistaking it, especially paired with the café’s background piano tune — it matched the wry, unsettling lilt of her words.

her eyes blazing. “Allison,

let’s not make baseless accusations. After all, it would be rather unwise. Who knows? Maybe another supernatural event will happen

out of view of the café’s security cameras. Her stomach twisted. She was trapped without a shred

spat, reaching for tissues to dab at

dark eyes were waiting. And in that moment, Carole felt an icy dread creep over her, an instinctual shiver clawing up her spine. It was a sensation she couldn’t shake — deep down, it felt like true fear.

Allison actually

she was to threaten her

desperation. “Kellan, you’re the one in charge here. Isn’t she under your command? Can’t you control her? Don’t

sealed their cooperation deal, and the last thing she needed was for

as if the word itself were laughable. “Carole, your company barely scrapes the bottom of Ms. Clarke’s standards. If it