Chapter 641:
He admitted that he owed Allison for the mess he had created, but his mother? She didnât deserve to be dragged into the fallout.
A pause filled the air before he asked, more sharply, âWhere did you get the money to bail me out?â
âIt was from the shares Keanu⦠gave up,â she said carefully. âBut⦠he said weâre no longer involved with him.â Coltonâs world seemed to crumble.
Keanu â was he heartless enough to cut all ties, all because of a divorce?
Melany watched him closely, her expression unreadable. She had already moved some of Keanuâs shares into her possession. She had plans to walk away with them â whether he realized it or not.
âOh, and Lindy⦠she saw Allison and Mr. Lloyd together, holding hands. It made her so angry, her headache got even worse,â Melany said innocently. âMaybe thatâs why Allison is holding a grudge against us.â
Colton stiffened, his jaw tightening as the information sank in. He rubbed his temples, frustration threatening to spill over. âThat⦠doesnât make sense.â
Without another word, he reached for his phone.
Three calls to Allison went unanswered. Realization hit him â she had blocked him ages ago. There was only one person left to turn to: Kellan.
Meanwhile, Allison was being gently placed on the sofa by Kellan. He was untying the thin rope around her ankle, each strand slipping free with careful precision.
Ding!
The phone on the coffee table buzzed relentlessly, the screen lighting up with Coltonâs name.
Allison sighed, exasperated. âItâs probably some mess he wants to drag me into. Just hang it up.â
But Kellan didnât. He paused, glancing at her with a knowing look before answering the call. He supported her waist with one arm, holding her close, and placed the phone on speaker.
âWhatâs up?â he asked.
Colton didnât waste time. âIs Allison with you?â
Kellanâs lips hovered near Allisonâs ear, his breath warm against her skin.
âWho sheâs with is none of your business. Youâre her ex, remember?â
âHer ex?â Coltonâs voice on the other end of the line was edged with laughter, though his anger was unmistakable. Despite the failed marriage, at least heâd been her husband once. But Kellan? What was he to her? Clenching his teeth, Colton shot back, his tone sharpening, âMr. Lloyd, put Allison on the phone.â
Allison saw that Kellan wasnât accidentally ignoring Colton; he was doing it on purpose. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tracing over his chest in light, teasing circles. When their eyes met, Kellanâs Adamâs apple bobbed as he held her gaze.
âAllisonâs busy. She canât take your call,â he said smoothly, his hand shifting slightly on her waist. His embrace was warm and reassuring, like a silent vow. Kellanâs gaze grew dark and unreadable. âIf you have something to say, I can pass it along.â
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