Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 789:

Allison accepted one with a nod. “Thank you.”

The wine was aromatic and full-bodied, unmistakably a fine vintage. She mulled over the gesture, puzzled. It seemed out of character for Verruckt to arrange such a personal touch.

Allison’s sharp eyes snagged on something peculiar, her gaze locking onto the button pinned on the waiter’s chest. That wasn’t the texture of a typical button — far from it. In an instant, recognition dawned. It was no ordinary embellishment but a cleverly disguised miniature camera! The faint glint it emitted betrayed the hidden lens, catching the light like a whisper in the dark.

The truth was as clear as day — the man before her was a secret agent.

a summer breeze. Her gaze

of the Immortality Group. After all, whispers abounded of spies embedded in both camps, and Josh had long been wary of Verruckt. But none of this concerned her. Allison had no interest in the storm brewing between them;

waiter, tray in

this your first visit? The White Stallion Club is quite expansive. I could assist you in finding your way around,” he offered, his demeanor a portrait of

him like a jeweler inspecting a suspect gem. His expression betrayed nothing — no cracks, no shadows of deceit. What was more, his words were right. The

like a cat savoring cream. “I haven’t had my fill of this place yet. These light fixtures look like relics from medieval castles, and the paintings, authentic masterpieces, no doubt —

someone might make off with them?” At first glance, the venue appeared steeped in history and opulence. In truth, even the iron sculptures and the drinkware had been crafted by renowned artisans, each piece a silent

they were stolen, there’d be no

to pose a threat, the waiter