Chapter 47: After filing their complaint at the police station, Allison and Kellan spent three more days in Athton, as Emanuel insisted on guaranteeing their full recovery.
As they prepared to leave, Immanuel, his eyes shining with unshed tears, bade them farewell.
Take care, Allison, you wheel monster! Although Allison was hesitant to separate, urgent matters awaited her.
Upon returning to the Green family home, Allison took a shower.
Drying her hair with a towel, she headed to the secret room her best friend had designed.
There, he picked up a spare black phone and dialed a number.
The voice that sounded on the other end of the phone was initially dazed, but soon became melodramatic, dripping with disappointment.
Boss! You've finally decided to call me! You've forgotten Cobweb.
Allison's response was curt.
I need you to replace someone.
Gordon Herbert scoffed: A lover, right You're finally reaching out to me after so long just to give me a job Alright, who's the lucky one Gather everything you have on Kellan Lloyd and send it to my computer.
Kellan Lloyd The Lloyd Gordon Group guy, despite his playful tone, was quick and efficient.
In less than a minute, a decrypted file landed in Allison's inbox.
Your information is top secret.
Many have tried to get dirt on him.
Allison didn't say a word.
He examined Kellan's file in silence.
His brow furrowed in concern.
No wonder Kellan had mentioned family problems.
The situation there was chaos.
His mother had died prematurely and his father, the head of the Lloyd Group, was not easy to convince.
With a slew of illegitimate children, it was no surprise that the family became embroiled in fierce power struggles.
Kellan, the rightful heir, was at the center of it all.
The current Mrs.
Lloyd had started out as a lover.
Although her youth had faded, the photos showed a woman who still exuded charm.
He had employed every tactic to secure his position in the family.
He also had a son, Hoyt Lloyd, who had recently made a splash.
What's the story of Hoyt Lloyd asked Allison.
That boy Another illegitimate son, but he managed to make his way elbow and become the official heir.
He is ruthless and ambitious, even launching his own luxury brand to rival Kellan's.
And behind the scenes His methods are dirtier than a coal miner's hands.
It's common knowledge that Kellan and Hoyt hate each other.
They'd probably love the chance to take each other down.
Allison's review of Hoyt's background suggested that the killer chasing them was probably his doing.
Gordon sighed dramatically on the other end.
It sounded boring.
Boss, you don't miss us.
I'm practically bored to death directing Spiderweb alone.
Some of these jesters can't gather information to save their lives.
If you were here, things would run like a well-oiled machine.
Hang in there.
I'll be back soon.
I'll really start organizing and preparing things.
Gordon's excitement was palpable.
He just hoped that Allison could help him from a distance, but the prospect of him returning in person was like hitting the jackpot.
Don't get so excited.
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Allison felt her head hurt at Gordon's enthusiastic response.
He had never liked being the center of attention.
Just as Gordon was about to get even more excited, he heard footsteps outside and quickly ended the call after giving her some last-minute instructions.
Hey, everything fresh and clean, huh.
You smell really good, Allison.
Rebecca came out from behind the couch, wrapping Allison in a hug like she was a child looking for affection.
Seriously, you're an adult now.
Allison knew Rebecca's carefree spirit well.
To save her worry, Allison hadn't shared Athton's dangerous situation with her.
You've been out having fun, haven't you.
You have no idea how busy I've been sorting things out for you.
Rebecca, unaware of the true events, assumed that Allison had been having fun and continued proudly: I've already entered your name for the perfume contest, just like you asked.
This time I didn't use the Scarlet Snake alias.
I chose Lemonade instead.
Well, now I feel like a drink when I hear that name.
Allison chuckled, amused and a little speechless.
Before she could thank Rebecca, her friend pulled out a set of keys with a smile.
I know you haven't worked on any fragrances in the last three years, so I've prepared an entire lab for you! You can practice until you're sick, and when the time comes, we'll aim for victory! Rebecca.
Allison smiled warmly at her friend.
He had been reflecting on the perfumery competition during the trip back and was pleasantly surprised by Rebecca's initiative.
Allison looked serious for a moment.
Thank you for everything you have done.
For me.
I really appreciate it.
Rebecca puffed out her chest proudly, hugging Allison even tighter.
See, that's why having a best friend is the best thing ever! Now I'm going to take a look at the lab, Allison said with a playful smile.
Take good care of yourself! To prevent Rebecca from noticing her hidden injuries, Allison snuck over to the lab.
laboratory.
Inside, the laboratory was fully equipped with everything you could need.
There were materials from renowned perfumers and samples of their fragrances.
All the information she could ever want was at her fingertips.
Opening the scent library, she discovered over eighty meticulously organized base fragrances, but Allison wasn't quick to dive into them.
Instead, she sat silently, letting the memories of her childhood wash over her.
The variety of perfumes around her evoked distant memories.
Smells had a magical way of preserving memories, evoking a feeling of familiarity when revisited.
Allison set out to capture her mother's hazy memories through scents and preserve them in a new form.
She was determined to replace the enigmatic creator of the Charisma company.
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