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Chapter 47: After filing their report at the police station, Allison and Kellan spent an additional three days in Athton, as Emanuel insisted on ensuring their full recovery.

As they prepared to leave, Emanuel, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears, bid them farewell.

Take care, Allison, wheel monster! Though Allison was hesitant to part ways, she had pressing matters awaiting her.

Upon returning to the Green family home, Allison took a shower.

As she dried her hair with a towel, she made her way to the secret room her best friend had designed.

There, she retrieved a backup black phone and dialed a number.

The voice on the other end was initially stunned but soon turned melodramatic, dripping with disappointment.

Boss! You finally decided to call me! Have you forgotten about Cobweb? Allisons response was curt.

I need you to look someone up.

Gordon Herbert teased, A lover, is it? You finally reach out after all this time just to give me work? Alright, whos the lucky one? Collect everything you have on Kellan Lloyd and send it to my computer.

Kellan Lloyd? The Lloyd Group guy? Gordon, despite his playful tone, was quick and efficient.

Within less than a minute, a decrypted file landed in Allisons inbox.

His information is top-secret.

Many have tried to dig up dirt on him.

Allison didnt utter a word.

She examined Kellans file in silence.

Her brow knitted in concern.

No wonder Kellan had mentioned family troubles.

The situation there was a tangled mess.

Check gⱯlnσv????ℓs․cøm for more chapters His mother died early, and his father, the head of the Lloyd Group, was no pushover.

With a host of illegitimate children, it was no surprise that the family was embroiled in fierce power struggles.

Kellan, the rightful heir, was at the center of it all.

The current Mrs.

Lloyd had started as a mistress.

Although her youth had faded, the photos showed a woman who still exuded charm.

She had employed every tactic to secure her position in the family.

She also had a son, Hoyt Lloyd, who had recently made a splash.

Whats the story with Hoyt Lloyd? Allison inquired.

That guy? Another illegitimate child, but he managed to elbow his way into the limelight and became the official heir.

Hes ruthless and ambitious, even launching his own luxury brand to rival Kellans.

And behind the scenes? His methods are dirtier than a coal miners hands.

Its common knowledge that Kellan and Hoyt loathe each other.

Theyd probably relish the chance to take each other out.

Allisons review of Hoyts background suggested that the assassin after them had probably been his doing.

Gordon sighed dramatically on the other end.

He sounded bored.

Boss, dont you miss us? Im practically dying of boredom running Cobweb solo.

Some of these buffoons cant gather intel to save their lives.

If you were here, things would run like a well-oiled machine.

Hang tight.

Ill be back soon.

What? Really? Ill start tidying up and getting things ready! Gordons excitement was palpable.

He had only hoped Allison might assist him remotely, but the prospect of her returning in person was like hitting the jackpot.

Dont get so carried away… Allison felt a headache brewing from Gordons overly enthusiastic response.

She had never been one for the limelight.

Just as Gordon was about to get even more excited, she heard footsteps outside and quickly ended the call after giving him a few last-minute instructions.

Hey, all fresh and clean, huh? You smell lovely, Allison! Rebecca popped out from behind the couch, enveloping Allison in a hug as if she were a child seeking affection.

Seriously? Youre an adult now.

Allison knew Rebeccas carefree spirit well.

To spare her from worry, Allison hadnt shared the dangerous situation in Athton with her.

Youve been out having fun, havent you? You have no idea how busy Ive been sorting things out for you! Rebecca, unaware of the true events, assumed Allison had been enjoying herself and proudly continued, Ive already submitted your name for the perfumery competition, just as you asked.

I didnt use the Scarlet Snake alias this time.

I went with Lemonade instead.

Well, now Im in the mood for a drink as I hear that name.

Allison chuckled, amused and slightly speechless.

Before she could thank Rebecca, her friend pulled out a set of keys with a grin.

I know you havent worked on any fragrances for the past three years, so Ive set up a whole lab for you! You can practice to your hearts content, and when the time comes, well aim for victory! Rebecca.

Allison smiled warmly at her friend.

She had been mulling over the perfumery competition on her journey back and was pleasantly surprised by Rebeccas initiative.

Allison grew serious for a moment.

Thank you for everything youve done.

For me.

I really appreciate this! Rebecca puffed out her chest with pride, hugging Allison even tighter.

See? Thats why having a best friend is the best thing ever! Ill go check out the lab now, Allison said with a playful grin.

Take good care of yourself! To keep Rebecca from noticing her hidden injuries, Allison slipped away to the lab.

Inside, the lab was fully equipped with everything she could need.

There were materials from past renowned perfumers and samples of their signature scents.

Every bit of information she could possibly desire was right at her fingertips.

Opening the scent library, she discovered over eighty base fragrances meticulously organized, but Allison didnt rush to dive in.

Instead, she sat quietly, letting childhood memories come flooding back.

The array of perfumes around her evoked faint recollections.

Scents had a magical way of preserving memories, conjuring a sense of familiarity when revisited.

Allison aimed to capture her hazy memories of her mother through scents and hold onto them in a new form.

She was determined to track down the enigmatic creator behind the Charisma Company.

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