EuropeNovelChapter 45: | have a niece, Kellan began, his voice softening.
She is incredibly bright and charming, even though she has autism.
Her only passion is ceramics.
Allison noticed the fleeting softness in Kellan's usually steely expression when he spoke of his niece.
It was a rare display of tenderness from the man known for his cruelty, and it stirred a complex mix of emotions
in her, leaving her momentarily unsettled.
As an orphan who had always lived alone, Allison found herself unexpectedly reflecting on her own experiences
in light of Kellan's vulnerability.
"I've seen your talent, Miss Clarke," Kellan continued, his tone as cold as that of a business negotiation.
| would like you to teach ceramics to my niece.
In return, | can offer you substantial help.
He spoke with a clinical detachment, as if he were discussing a mere business transaction and not matters of life
and death.
My resources could be of great help.
No matter how experienced you are, sthings require a more official touch, don't you think? Allison frowned.
He was fully aware of the great influence of the Lloyd family in both business and politics.
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Your help could open many doors for her.
With a satisfied smile, Allison crossed her arms.
So, is this your indirect way of begging for your life? Not exactly.
Kellan looked at her sharply, as if he could see right through her.
You didn't want to kill me, did you? If you really wanteddead, you would have acted without hesitation.
Your moment of indecision gave you away.
Since we're both cautious, why not collaborate? It could be mutually beneficial.
You really don't know when to quit, do you? What a businessman, Allison commented, her tone indicating a
grudging agreement.
With a deft move, she snatched the sheet from him and, with With a flick of his wrist, he tore the bandages off
her hand.
"Lettake care of that wound as a gesture of good will," he offered.
Kellan looked at the small vial he held out to him and raised his head.
an eyebrow That woman carried a complete first aid kit.
It was impressive how she seemed to have everything she needed at hand.
You are a man with an army of bodyguards.
Of course, you don't carry these things with you.
But | have always had the habit of being prepared.
"It's a survival instinct for people like me," he replied with a hint of amusement.
"Open your mouth," Allison ordered, gently grabbing Kellan's chin and placing a red pill in his mouth as she
applied the ointment and wrapped it around his hand.
Her movements were precise and her intuition seemed almost telepathic, as if she were in tune with her
thoughts.
Carrying bandages and medicine had becmore than just a precaution for her; It was a deeply ingrained
habit, born of years of survival.
What is this Kellan asked, swallowing the pill.
Although he suspected it was an antibiotic, his curiosity was piqued.
"Poison," Allison said with a mischievous smile, her eyes shining with a hint of humor.
Kellan flinched.
Allison giggled, noticing his slightly stunned expression as he picked it up.
their provisions.
Have you ever heard the saying “prevention is better than cure”, Mr.
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Lloyd How can | be sure that your niece exists And if you decide to send your guards afterwhen we leave
here It would be a shto save you only to be betrayed later.
He gave a reassuring smile.
That's why | gave you the poison, to add a layer of trust to our deal.
Don't worry, | have the antidote.
Kellan leaned back with a lazy smile, amusement shining in his eyes.
Now that | have been properly poisoned, perhaps you can tell me: who you are.
He didn't know how many times that woman could surprise him.
With her cold and distant exterior, Allison had an edge that was both sharp and unyielding.
It wasn't just a calculator; There was something almost primitive about her.
Carrying bandages and medicine made sense to someone focused on survival, but poison was something else
entirely.
No one had ever dared to take Kellan so far or put him in such a precarious situation.
His heart raced uncontrollably, adrenaline coursed through him.
It was a thrill that not even the most extrsports could match.
It was fascinating.
What kind of life had molded Allison into the person she was today.
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