Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

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After he finished speaking, Abram shifted his gaze directly to Fabian. “You should have access to the contacts for our senior designers,” he added. “Feel free to check with them whenever you want.” His calm confidence carried an air of authority.

Fabian’s brow knit tightly. He wasn’t one to trust words — proof was all that mattered.

“Get someone to place the call,” he ordered curtly.

In no time, the line to SAMSARA studio was connected. A voice on the other end, cautious but professional, asked for the caller’s name and reason for contacting them.

When Fabian introduced himself over the call, the tone on the other end immediately shifted to one of respect.

“Oh, Mr. Morgan! Happy birthday! We heard someone commissioned a custom pair of shoes from our studio as a gift for you. Have they arrived safely?”

designed them.” He let his

with a designer named

came the sound of a nervous throat clearing, followed by a

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you clarify who you mean,

sharp. “You know perfectly well who he’s talking about — Allison Clarke! We might’ve been colleagues once, but this isn’t the moment to cover

the phone, leaving no

more, the pause stretching uncomfortably. If anything happened to Abram, the studio’s reputation would

the full story here?” he asked, his tone

the line hesitated, then spoke, clearly trying to choose their words carefully. “Yes, Allison worked with us as a designer,” they admitted. “But she was let go after being caught plagiarizing. I’d rather not say any more.

anyone could respond, the line

obvious that they were too nervous to continue the