Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 142: When Allison arrived at the lab, the scene was already in chaos.

Ms.

Clarke, something terrible has happened! The labs been robbed! a panicked voice cried out.

Allison frowned as she took in the disorder around her.

Shelves had been ransacked, and several bottles of perfume were missing.

What exactly happened? she asked, her voice sharp but controlled.

Everything was fine when we left yesterday.

Now half the labs in shambles, and there are missing items.

Someone mustve broken in last night.

She stepped further into the room, her eyes scanning the damage.

What was taken? The most valuable perfumes, one of the team members said, his voice trembling.

Several rare collectibles and some of our most expensive base notes.

And it wasnt just theft some of the equipments been tampered with.

Were looking at millions in losses.

Allisons gaze narrowed.

This has to be an inside job.

No outsider would know what to take, let alone how to sabotage the equipment.

Her suspicion wasnt baseless.

These perfumes werent items the average person would recognize for their worth.

Among them were pieces crafted by legendary, now-deceased master perfumers priceless artifacts that could fetch fortunes at auction.

They had been acquired for study, seldom touched, and only accessible to top-level employees.

Even the damaged equipment, though it appeared intact, was no longer functioning properly.

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