Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Chapter 50

Chapter 50:Colton is here with me.

Rebecca couldn't suppress the laughter that bubbled up inside her.

He echoed Melany's words with mock sweetness.

Well, even dogs have a taste for dirt.

It's in your nature.

But when they strut around in public like it's something to be proud of, that's disgusting.

You should get out before I say anything worse.

Melany's face drained of color and her eyes brimmed with unshed tears.

He grabbed Colton's sleeve desperately.

Miss Green, I understand that you come from a privileged background, and your family may spoil you, but that doesn't give you the right to hurl insults.

Allison's deception was truly masterful.

Otherwise, Colton wouldn't have fallen into the trap.

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Colton's expression darkened at Rebecca's words.

Although he was restrained by his social position, his voice was cold.

Miss Green, before rushing to defend Allison, you should consider her true nature.

This woman is all vanity, always on the lookout for an opportunity.

Don't let it fool you.

His gaze was sharp, clouded by memories of Athton, the irritation of being outmatched evident.

Allison usually acted like the perfect, loving partner, but she could turn off her emotions like flipping a switch.

Be careful, he could be using you too.

Rebecca didn't flinch.

Instead, his laughter sounded, louder this time.

I didn't want to believe it at first, but you're playing its strings like a violin.

He can't even see what's in front of him.

Should I applaud your performance or pity your lack of brains? Colton's expression twisted as he replied, What are you implying, Miss Green? Rebecca casually threw an arm around Allison's shoulders, her smile full of disdain.

Oh, nothing at all.

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It's just that you're blind, Colton.

I have known Allison for years.

You think your words are going to change my opinion of her When you were chasing your little fantasy of a perfect, submissive woman, Allison gave you exactly what you wanted.

But now She doesn't need you, and She's done playing that role.

Now, it seems like you're angry at his wise choice.

She gave him a look, shaking her head.

Honestly, a man as oblivious as you is a rare replace! Rebecca then nudged Allison with her elbow.

You have to teach me those acting skills.

ever.

I could stop my father from always calling me a wild child.

Allison sighed, That's because some people can't tell the difference between gold and trash.

When someone is born with bad taste, there is no one to help them.

He couldn't help but smile slightly at the absurdity of it all.

Allison couldn't help but remember that moment in Athton.

Kellan, with only a few subtle hints, had connected the dots, even acknowledging that she had once been Emanuel's teacher.

But Colton, oh God! He had been living with her for three years and hadn't learned anything.

It was a matter of intelligence, plain and simple.

As the banter between the two women continued, Colton was left speechless.

The mockery was evident, but he knew better than to let his frustration show.

Rebecca's rebellious reputation and her family's fierce protection made any attempt at retaliation futile.

If she got angry and slapped him, the Green family would firmly support her, so he would have no choice but to swallow his pride.

Melany, for her part, forced a tight smile as she tried to maintain her composure.

The competition is about to begin.

begin.

Allison, I know you like these perfume contests, but maybe you should stay in the audience section at the back.

We don't want you to get lost.

His words dripped with sarcasm, the implication clear: Allison didn't belong here.

Colton's face remained stony as he added, Not everyone can enter this stadium.

He put an arm around Melany's waist and pulled her in as if he wanted to make something clear.

Truly talented women, like Melany, don't need to scratch and claw to get attention.

Not like those who make their way out of vanity.

Maybe one day someone will realize her worth, but until then, it would be a shame to see her thrown out by security.

Just then, a staff member with a red pin approached.

Hello, Miss Lemonade, he said hello.

At these events , staff members were distinguished by the color of their brooches, which indicated their functions within the organization of the contest.

This particular staff member was responsible for the SVIP room.

Colton scoffed at the mispronunciation.

Lemonade Allison shouldn't be here.

You should escort the unqualified out before they make a fool of themselves.

But the staff member ignored him.

His attention remained fixed on Allison, his demeanor changing to one of utmost respect when he noticed the champagne in her hand.

Bowing slightly, he made a polite gesture.

We have been eagerly awaiting your arrival.

And knowing your preference for red wine, we made sure to have it prepared beforehand.

The champagne in the main area does not meet the requirements, so allow me to escort you to the SVIP room.

We have prepared a private space just for you.

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