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.”

Alice, nearly assaulted

her, so delicate with those slender wrists — there’s no way she could’ve

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

and unforgiving. Rowan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

his voice was cut off once

up!” Jareth snapped, his voice colder than before. “The boss is coming

of the boss made Rowan’s expression sour instantly. Damn it. He had forgotten about the boss. He had to swiftly settle things down, no

a frustrated growl, Rowan bit back his rage. “Fine. I get

wouldn’t be the end of it — he’d make sure to settle things

the “boss” was that they kept referring to.

a stammering voice pierced