Chapter 662:

When her eyes finally reached his face, her breath caught in her throat.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, nothing could have prepared her for the man standing before her.

His silver hair shimmered under the harsh lights, and his eyes glinted with a sinister, blood-red hue. From a distance, they resembled pools of blood, catching the light in eerie reflections.

His mismatched eyes had a mesmerizing, almost hypnotic effect — anyone who met his gaze would feel their pulse quicken, their breath shallow. The aura he exuded was unmistakable, one of raw danger and power. It was clear that anyone with any sense would stay far away from him. Anyone who felt it should obviously keep their distance.

Allison’s instincts screamed, sending alarms through her entire body.

Jareth stood beside the boss respectfully. “Mr. Shaw, why come all the way down to the basement yourself? I could have handled minor issues like this on my own.”

Yet, there was something unsettling about his gaze; he looked at her as though she were beneath him — a predator

sense of inevitability setting in, as if

Verruckt Shaw’s voice broke through, cold and sharp.

at

Rowan stumbled out, hurriedly fixing

her — she

voice trembled with agitation, but when he met Verruckt’s piercing stare, his bravado faded. He shrank back, running a nervous hand through his tangled curls. “I’m sorry you had to see this, but she really did try to seduce me. She’s skilled, even suspiciously so. I think she has motives for

too well about Rowan’s sleazy tendencies but had tolerated him for the sake of keeping the peace in the basement. This time, however, the fool had

handle this,” Jareth said, bowing his head. “I’ll make sure both of them

expressionless, said coolly, “One

to Allison. The implication was clear — between a long-standing

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