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Chapter 45: I have a niece, Kellan began, his voice softening.

Shes incredibly bright and charming, though she has autism.

Her sole passion is pottery.

Allison noticed the fleeting softness in Kellans usually steely expression as he spoke of his niece.

It was a rare glimpse of tenderness from the man known for his ruthlessness, and it stirred a complex mix of emotions within her, leaving her momentarily unsettled.

As an orphan who had always navigated life alone, Allison found herself unexpectedly reflecting on her own experiences in light of Kellans vulnerability.

Ive seen your talent, Ms.

Clarke, Kellan continued, his tone still as cool as a business negotiation.

Id like you to teach my niece pottery.

In exchange, I can offer you substantial assistance.

He spoke with a clinical detachment, as though discussing a mere business transaction rather than matters of life and death.

My resources could be of great help.

No matter how skilled you are, some things require a more official touch, dont you agree? Allisons brow furrowed.

She was acutely aware of the Lloyd familys extensive influence in both the business and political spheres.

Their aid could indeed open many doors for her.

With a smirk, Allison crossed her arms.

So, is this your roundabout way of pleading for your life? Not exactly.

Kellan met her gaze with a sharp, knowing look as if he could see right through her.

You werent aiming to kill me, were you? If you had truly wanted me dead, you would have acted without hesitation.

Your moment of indecision gave you away.

Since were both cautious, why not collaborate? It could be mutually beneficial.

You really dont know when to quit, do you? Quite the businessman, Allison remarked, her tone indicating a reluctant agreement.

With a deft motion, she reclaimed the blade from him and, with a flick of her wrist, tore the bandages around his hand.

galησνeℓs.cøm is your update source Let me handle that wound as a gesture of goodwill, she offered.

Kellan eyed the small bottle she produced, raising an eyebrow.

Did this woman carry a full medical kit with her? It was impressive how she seemed to have everything she needed on hand.

Youre a man with an army of bodyguards.

Of course, you dont carry these things around.

But Ive always been in the habit of being prepared.

Its a survival instinct for people like me, she replied with a hint of amusement.

Open your mouth, Allison instructed, gently gripping Kellans chin and placing a red pill in his mouth as she applied the ointment and rewrapped his hand.

Her movements were precise, and her intuition seemed almost telepathic, as though she were in tune with his thoughts.

Carrying bandages and medicine had become more than just a precaution for her; it was a deeply ingrained habit, born from years of survival.

What is this? Kellan asked, swallowing the pill.

Though he suspected it was an antibiotic, his curiosity got the better of him.

Poison, Allison said with a mischievous smile, her eyes glinting with a touch of humor.

Kellans body tensed in shock.

Allison chuckled, noticing his slightly stunned expression as she packed up her supplies.

Ever heard the saying, Better safe than sorry, Mr.

Lloyd? How can I be sure your niece even exists? And what if you decide to send your guards after me once were out of here? It would be a shame to save you only to be betrayed later.

She flashed him a reassuring smile.

Thats why I gave you the poison to add a layer of trust to our deal.

Dont worry, I have the antidote.

Kellan leaned back with a lazy grin, amusement gleaming in his eyes.

Now that Ive been properly poisoned, perhaps you can tell me: who are you? He wasnt sure how many times this woman could astonish him.

With her cold, detached exterior, Allison had an edge that was both sharp and unyielding.

She wasnt just calculated; there was something almost primal about her.

Carrying bandages and medicine made sense for someone focused on survival, but poison? That was something entirely different.

No one had ever dared to push Kellan this far or put him in such a precarious situation.

His heart raced uncontrollably, adrenaline surging through him.

It was a thrill not even the most extreme sports could match.

This was fascinating.

What kind of life had shaped Allison into the person she was today? .

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