Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 661:

Jareth Williamson’s face remained grim, and without needing to ask, he immediately directed his cold anger at Rowan. “Are you insane? What the hell is going on here?”

Rowan, already wincing in pain, pointed furiously at Allison. “Don’t listen to her! She set me up! She’s no simple cleaner — she might even be an assassin! She’s—”

Before he could finish, Allison interrupted him with a fresh burst of sobs.

“Mr. Gilbert, if I could really kill you, I wouldn’t be in this condition.” With a shaky hand, she pulled up her sleeve to reveal the bruises marking her arm, the evidence of her struggles. Allison was ruthless not only to others but also to herself.

The murmurs in the crowd began to pick up.

“Rowan’s always been a creep, trying to make advances on the cleaners. There’ve been complaints about him for ages.”

nearly assaulted

there’s no way she could’ve taken

look like they came from tools. It’s clear she was forced to fight back and hurled these tools

in disbelief. “I never hit you, you liar

off once more, this time

his voice colder than before. “The boss is coming today. If you keep this up, you

it. He had forgotten about the boss. He had to

growl, Rowan bit back his rage. “Fine. I get it. I’m

promised himself that this wouldn’t be the end of it — he’d

she was actually far from defeated. Inwardly, she was desperately trying to figure out just who the “boss” was that they kept referring to. She had asked Gordon to investigate the mysterious figure behind the research institute, but so far, their search had yielded nothing. The boss

stammering voice