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

Chapter 461: Kellans expression darkened the moment he laid eyes on Carole.

Get off my chair! Carole froze, taken aback by his bluntness.

But she quickly stood, shrugging nonchalantly.

Alright, alright.

I didnt know you were so particular about your chair.

I was just sitting, you know.

Kellans voice turned icy as he shot her a piercing look.

What were you saying to Ms.

Clarke? The coldness in his tone cut through the air, making the room feel thick with tension.

Carole fought the urge to flee, forcing herself to remain calm as she adopted a playful tone.

Kellan, I wasnt trying to upset Ms.

Clarke.

Besides, you just walked in.

You have no idea how long Ive been waiting for you.

After a moment, she finally answered his question.

I just offered to introduce Ms.

Clarke to a boyfriend, and she agreed.

A boyfriend? Agreed? The atmosphere shifted, thickening like fog rolling in.

Kellans dark eyes glimmered with a steely intensity, his presence demanding and formidable.

Yes, Mr.

Lloyd, Miss Perry is certainly kind-hearted and brimming with enthusiasm, Allison remarked, rising to her feet and casting a quick, knowing look toward Carole.

She could feel the tension radiating from Carole, her presence bristling with unspoken spite.

But she had no time to engage with it.

This is the final report for the new product testing, awaiting your review, she said, sliding the folder forward.

The title Thorny Rose was emblazoned on the front page, its name hinting at both allure and danger, inviting curiosity into the report.

Her words carried a playful undertone, and Kellan immediately caught on, sensing her jest.

Yet, a trace of her earlier words lingered, unsettling him ever so slightly.

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Kellan averted his gaze, loosening his tie in an attempt to calm the flicker of irritation that had surfaced unbidden.

He focused on the report, casually signing his name before turning an impassive look toward Carole.

Theres more business to tend to.

My secretary will escort you to the cafeteria for lunch, he said, an unmistakable dismissal.

Carole, however, pretended not to catch his drift.

Oh, Kellan, Im really not all that hungry, she chirped.

Ill wait until youre done, and then we can eat together! She then feigned a moment of melancholy, her gaze shifting as if recalling some forgotten sorrow.

You know, I just got back to the country.

I hardly know anyone here, and I dont have many friends… She let out a wistful sigh, then raised a hand, as if taking an oath.

So, Kellan, let me stick around with you.

I swear, Ill be as quiet as a mouse, wont disturb a thing! In her mind, any gentleman worth his salt would melt in chivalry at her appeal.

But Kellan was not your typical man.

He met her with a chilling stare.

Do you truly believe were close enough for that? .

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