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

delicate with those slender wrists — there’s no way she could’ve taken down Rowan. I think he’s just

him look like they came from tools. It’s clear she was

judgment was quick and unforgiving. Rowan’s eyes widened in disbelief. “I never hit you, you liar

off once more, this time by Jareth’s

is coming today. If you keep this up,

Damn it. He had forgotten about the boss. He had to swiftly settle things down, no matter how reluctant

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

end of it — he’d make sure to settle

head lowered, 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

stammering voice pierced the