Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Melany did not dare to say a word, her silence weighed on her while Colton seethed next to her.

But Colton was far from willing to let things go.

Mr.

Lloyd, don't think you can let go of your weight just like that! he snapped, his voice cutting through the tension.

At this level, everyone knew what it meant for a powerful company to support someone.

It was more than just support; It meant a deeply rooted alliance, a tangle of destinies.

The look Kellan had given him earlier, as he handed him the bag, was impossible for any man who understood the game to misinterpret.

It wasn't the look of a casual acquaintance, and certainly not one as cold and calculating as Kellan.

Realizing this, Colton's anger flared even more.

His chest swelled and the finger he pointed at Allison shook with barely contained rage.

So, it's true.

You've been involved with him the whole time.

Now it makes sense why you were so eager to cut ties with me, bitch.

Melany's poisonous whispers had entered Colton's mind, binding him to his rage.

Any remaining guilt he had for Allison evaporated like steam from a hot iron.

Now he was convinced that Allison had sold out on that business years ago.

You had everything you could ask for in the Stevens family: comfort, security, everything on a silver platter! We never treated you badly, and yet you secretly repaid us, disgracing me with your disgusting betrayal.

Allison, you're nothing more than a lying whore.

Colton's eyes were bloodshot, his mind clouded with fury.

He couldn't even fully understand why this rage consumed him, but it did, so much so that he lost all self-control, hurling vile words at Allison like daggers.

Crack! Allison didn't flinch.

His response was quick like lightning splitting the sky.

Her slender fingers moved so fast that they blurred, and the sound of bones breaking echoed in the room.

Ahhh! Colton hadn't even processed what had just happened before a jolt of numbness shot through his fingers, followed by excruciating, bone-deep agony.

Allison had snapped one of his fingers in half.

Sweat soaked his ice-cold forehead as his body convulsed with shock.

The acute pain revived the fracture of the other wrist, aggravating his torment.

With a heavy, humiliating blow, he fell to his knees.

The fall was not only due to the pain in his wrist or the recently broken finger, but he felt as if the agony had burned him like a fire.

He curled in on himself, his spine contorting as if trying to protect himself from the relentless pain.

You're crazy, Allison! To anyone else watching, it might have looked like Colton was bowing in apology.

Even through the cloud of pain, a ridiculous thought flickered through her mind – at least she hadn't aimed lower.

If she had applied the same force further down, her future would have been completely destroyed.

My God! Colton, you're okay, Melany screeched, her voice shaking with fear.

I had never witnessed such brutality before.

The speed, the cold precision of Allison's attack left her reeling.

She stumbled back, feeling an icy grip slide up her spine.

But Allison wasn't finished.

She followed Colton as he fell, crouching beside him, her presence hovering over him.

Grabbing his jaw with both hands, he forced it open, with absolute control.

That's all it takes to make you collapse in pain.

We've only just begun.

With a twist of his hands, he effortlessly dislocated his jaw.

.

He pulled a small knife from his sleeve, the blade of which shone sinisterly as he pressed it against his tongue.

This tongue of yours, always wagging, always spinning lies.

Let's see how much she can wiggle once she cuts it off.

Allison's tone was cold, almost conversational, but the threat behind her words was sharp enough to cut.

The terrifying calm with which Allison carried out her threats sent a shiver down Melany's spine.

She froze, too terrified to breathe.

She remembered that day in Athton, when Allison had cut her hair with a knife, and the sting of the slap she had given her.

That memory was enough to make Melany back away even further, her legs carrying her back as fast as fear could carry her.

push them away, terrified that Allison would turn her anger on her next….