Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 101: Allison grabbed the drunk by the collar and effortlessly tossed him into a trash can, as if throwing away a crumpled piece of paper.

He slammed the lid shut and, almost as if to ensure there was no chance of escape, placed a heavy stone on top.

He dusted off his hands and looked at the bucket one last time, his expression scornful.

His movements had been so fluid, so instinctive, that they almost seemed rehearsed.

Some people should think twice before biting off more than they can chew, he said, his voice soft but sharp, like broken glass.

The comment was clearly directed at Colton and Melany, who were lurking in the shadows.

Unfortunately, neither of them caught the warning.

Colton froze, realizing that the problem was not the incompetence of his men, but Allison's sheer, relentless strength.

But at this point, I was in too deep.

Turning back now would be like abandoning ship in the middle of a storm.

So, with Melany at his side, he continued to follow Allison, only to see her slip through the entrance of an old, decrepit warehouse, disappearing as if she had been swallowed up in the darkness.

Melany hesitated, a growing unease in her voice.

Colton, I don't like this.

The place looks like a death trap, and now Allison has vanished into thin air.

Colton frowned as he took in the dilapidated surroundings.

Calm down.

It has to be close.

Stay calm.

He couldn't understand how someone like Allison had eluded them so easily.

Just as he began to retrace his steps, the sudden click of a lock echoed behind them.

Click.

that the door to the gloomy warehouse had been bolted from the

threw his weight against the door, but the iron frame

He pounded on

there Help!

voice could be

my hand

it's

be anything

his fist on the door, his face twisted

broken finger and agony coursed through him, leaving cold sweat on

she had once again fallen into

Allison scoffed.

thing he had

defending oneself become a sin? Amateurs like them had no business following

room, I'm leaving, he said over his shoulder, disappearing into the maze of alleys

another look.

have time

every nook and cranny, Allison headed to a sprawling,

foot on the worn cement floor, he activated a mechanism and a large machine slowly emerged from

his fingerprint against the scanner and the heavy door

dust greeted her as

room flickered and row after row of monitors appeared,

room was a colossal computer, covered in a thin

never understood why the Master insisted on burying the mainframe and servers here in Ontdale, Allison muttered to herself, shaking

down

moments of tinkering, he managed

central computer would not

last

grabbed a toolbox from the corner and began to meticulously disassemble the pieces, moving

track of time until a soft beep broke the

life and suddenly the walls around her lit up as the monitors showed the image of a pink-haired

contrast with Allison's expression made the scene seem

sounded sweet but disturbing:

to reboot

message appeared on the

Confirm, quickly entering

security

system began to reboot, the entire room plunged into