Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 747:

“Understood,” Allison said, agreeing without hesitation. At the restaurant’s back entrance, someone stood waiting with a large insulated box in their hands.

“Excuse me, are you Ms. Clarke?” the person asked, their tone polite but direct.

“That’s me,” Allison confirmed with a nod. Without wasting time, they exchanged items efficiently, each understanding the purpose of the meeting.

The person handed her a carefully wrapped bottle of wine. “This is a rare vintage,” they said, their gaze meaningful. “The box is oak, so handle it gently when you open it.” With that, they slipped back into the restaurant, closing the door firmly behind them.

Allison didn’t need to guess — there was something concealed inside. On her way back, she spoke into her earpiece. “Make sure to charge Jareth’s card for the cost, Gordon.”

“Will do,” Gordon replied.

the bottle of red wine she had brought along. As expected, concealed within a hidden compartment, she found a syringe preloaded with a roofie and a stash of small blue

the living room, leaving her movements elsewhere free from

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under her tongue. Afterward, she meticulously arranged the takeout

fragrant aroma of steak wafted

Knock! Knock!

with a punctuality that could rival a train

her movements unhurried, and only after a deliberate pause did she “notice” the knocking. She hurried to the door, adopting an air of mild surprise as she greeted her guest. “Right on time, Mr.

caught her flushed cheeks and sparkling gaze. Her vitality seemed almost out

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