Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 490:

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And Gordon, son of Mayor Herbert, was known for his rebellious streak and the kind of power that kept people from ever crossing him.

But Allison… she was a nobody, an orphan who had grown up in a shelter.

And here she was, telling the two of them to quiet down as if they were children squabbling in the schoolyard. Carole could hardly breathe, her pulse racing as she wished she could just disappear.

This was dangerous territory. One wrong word could spell disaster for all of them, especially for her.

The café seemed to freeze in that moment. To her surprise, the two men who had been poised to tear each other apart fell into an unexpected silence.

The air around them lost its sharp edge, as though Allison’s words had defused the tension in an instant.

upset. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have let my emotions get in the way and said

as though carefully measuring

Gordon had noticed how she and Kellan had interacted when he first entered the café. They’d barely spoken, each of them reserved in a way that was unusual

the founder of Cobweb. Her reputation far outshone Carole’s naïve presence. So why had she been so

Gordon continued, his voice smooth and innocent, though a hidden cunning lurked beneath. “After all, some

look, his words hanging in the air like an unspoken

that moment, the café’s background music shifted, taking on a short, pulsing beat that seemed to underscore the tension

of impending wrath. But this time, he didn’t lash out at

that so?”

cold, carrying an undertone

which seemed layered with too much to answer directly. If he meant the secret she kept about her mother, revealing it was impossible. And if it was about Gordon… well, Gordon had indeed been assisting

Gordon hadn’t

Allison met his gaze coolly, unwavering.

emotions he’d long kept contained threatening