Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 484:

? ? ? ? ?

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.

whipped around, her eyes blazing. “Allison, did you… did you do

was pure innocence. “Miss Perry, let’s not make baseless accusations. After all, it would be rather unwise. Who

was positioned perfectly out of view of the café’s security cameras. Her stomach twisted.

for tissues to dab at her bleeding ankle, her fury

felt an icy dread creep over her, an instinctual shiver clawing up her spine.

actually

shaking herself. Who did Allison think she was to threaten her like this? She was nothing more than a lowlife —

pitched with 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 Kellan to

chuckled, the sound dark and humorless. “Cooperation?” he repeated, as if the word itself were laughable. “Carole, your company barely scrapes the bottom of Ms. Clarke’s standards. If it