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

Chapter 325: Melany instinctively defended herself, saying, Who would have guessed you were Scarlet Snake back then? But before she could finish, the realization hit herof course.

The recent debacle at the Perfumery Competition had made waves.

Once relegated to the dusty corners of memory, the entire affair was revived with new intensity.

What had been long forgotten was once again dragged into the light.

Murmurs from the crowd swirled around her like wildfire, fingers pointed, and whispered accusations stung the air.

Melanys face flushed crimsonnot with embarrassment, but with simmering anger.

She clenched her teeth, forcing herself to swallow the rising fury.

Quickly, she pivoted, shifting the attention to Allison, her voice dripping with accusation.

Forty million dollars? Ms.

Clarke, thats one tall tale.

Who handed you this card? It didnt really matter to Melany whose card it was.

The point was simple.

Allison had no way to prove the money belonged to her.

In Melanys mind, it was something given by a benefactora man who had undoubtedly taken her under his wing.

After her words hung in the air, the room fell into an awkward hush.

Eyes darted toward the card in Allisons hand, some widening with curiosity and shock.

Among them, a few sharp-eyed heavy hitters seemed visibly stirred.

Whispers morphed into gasps as recognition rippled through the crowd.

No way.

Is that really a Cobweb VIP card? Youve got to be kidding me! Only the seriously loaded can get one of those, right? You need at least fifteen million in the bank, plus verified identification! Thats definitely a Cobweb card.

Its so rare, money cant even buy it! Melanys smugness wavered.

A flicker of doubt crept into her mind.

Had she misheard? Find your imagination at galn ovels ; con Colton, who had been silently observing the exchange, couldnt help but furrow his brow.

At first, he found the whole situation ludicrous.

Allison? A Cobweb VIP? Please.

She probably swiped that card from some rich guy and is trying to pass it off as her own.

Cobweb was notorious for its exclusivity, and even for someone like Colton, receiving an invitation was nearly impossible.

In his mind, there was no scenario in which Allison could legitimately own something as elite as a Cobweb VIP card.

But then a memory resurfaced.

Just before their divorce, Allison had somehow wrangled a Cobweb invitation for him.

However, after the split, she snatched it back before he could use it.

She hadnt stopped there either.

She took everything that bore her touchwall coverings, ceiling fixtures, even the handmade decorations shed crafted.

It was infuriating! Colton scoffed as the bitterness of the memory clawed at him.

I had dibs on that badge, to begin with.

Allison just wanted to rub salt in my wounds.

Whatever this card is, its probably something she weaseled out of some rich idiot… Before he could finish his sneering monologue, a bespectacled man in the crowd, visibly irritated, shot Colton a withering look of disbelief.

Mr.

Stevens, if youre unfamiliar with Cobwebs Platinum Card, you might want to do your homework.

The mans tone made it clearhe thought Colton was an absolute fool.

This card? Its registered to the holders real name.

Its unique, impossible to fake, and only the cardholder can use it.

In other words, a single glance at the name on the card would clear up everything.

Colton found the suggestion laughable.

Id bet my last dime the name on that card isnt Allisons.

His confidence remained unshaken.

There was no way she could be a Cobweb VIP.

If she were that powerful, why would she have spent three years stuck in the Stevens family? Yet, just as he finished that thought, an unsettling suspicion crept in.

If Allison had received the card from a big shot, didnt that imply she had been involved with that big shot long before? After all, the big shot was a VIP for Cobweb! His expression shifted, turning melancholy as the thought settled in.

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