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.

trying to sound

this clearly knew their way

to sabotage

shot him a glance,

turned to the security

Pull the surveillance footage.

uneasy silence filled

We tried, but the cameras malfunctioned last

lab, his cold

even doing? And of all nights, it happened when we were robbed? Such a large company being robbed was

Kellan was fuming.

room seemed to shrink under the weight

team members

Were sorry, Mr.

Lloyd.

idea how this

surveillance footage, it was hard

brief look with Kellan, silently urging him

had her own

of time before

began, her voice steady, All personnel entering or exiting the lab have to go

the fingerprint and facial

were involved,

wouldnt… Stand a chance?

that this is

statement sent ripples through the

people couldnt hold back, chiming in to stir things up, with Marc

course, the logs show

But Ms.

you were the last to leave

Mr.

was right

glanced around for

was tampered with, it had to be after

Lloyd left.

no way hed steal from

But you, Ms.

youre under

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