Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine Read Online Free

Chapter 1065: He opened the car door, bending slightly to extend his hand toward her.

The distant lights dazzled like a thousand stars scattered across the night sky, their neon hues reflecting off his dark, tousled hair. His sharp features caught the light, giving him an almost ethereal presence. The veins on the back of his hand stood out, speaking of a quiet, contained power just beneath the surface.

"Alright," Allison replied, stepping out of the car in her silver stilettos. Her hand slid into his with ease, and Kellan gripped it with a reassuring firmness.

"Are you worried I'll stumble?" she teased with a playful smile. She could feel the strength in his grasp - solid, steady, as if he were holding onto something precious, unwilling to let it slip away.

"I simply believe that you're nothing short of breathtaking tonight, Allison," Kellan said, his eyes lingering on her with undeniable admiration. "That's why I can't bear to let go."

Allison stood out in a delicate gown of pale purple, its color shifting seamlessly from lavender to white, resembling the gentle waves of the sea at twilight.

A silver chain rested on her slim waist, sparkling with each step she took, the dress shimmering like a night sky filled with stars.

"You have an impeccable eye for fashion tonight," Allison remarked, though she rarely offered such compliments. "If I'm not mistaken, this is a couture creation - one of a kind, a limited edition, the sole gown of its kind in the world."

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She knew the price tag - seven hundred thousand dollars. Even if one had the means, acquiring such a piece was nearly impossible. Her heart swelled at the thought of Kellan's attention to detail, knowing how much care he had taken in choosing the perfect attire.

As they ascended the steps to the mansion, Allison glanced around.

"It looks like quite the crowd tonight," she observed.

The foyer of the Emerald Mansion buzzed with excitement, a sea of people all waiting to enter. Many pairs of eyes were trained on them, or rather, on her.

Her hair was perfectly styled, her features flawless, and the silver chain headpiece added an almost celestial touch, causing her to shine like a movie star.

"Where did that dress come from? I've never seen anything quite like it."

"Not just the dress - the jewelry too."

"Have you noticed her lipstick? It's the latest shade, I think."

"That gown's from the latest haute couture collection. Only someone with real wealth and power could wear it."

As whispers filled the air, Allison remained unmoved, her composure unshaken. But Kellan, standing beside her, radiated a quiet protectiveness.

"I should've reserved the entire venue for just the two of us," he muttered, his voice tinged with possessiveness.

Allison chuckled softly.

"Kellan, are you really jealous of strangers?"

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