Chapter 663:

“You can do what you want with me,” she said softly, “but before I die, I just want you to know — I didn’t seduce anyone.” A murmur passed through the onlookers, some showing signs of sympathy.

Jareth’s brow furrowed in frustration, clearly uncomfortable with the decision. He would have preferred to see Rowan gone with this poor woman.

Rowan sneered, arrogance flickering in his eyes. “You deserve this, you wretch,” he spat, as though he was already planning how he’d torture her.

The guards looked on indifferently, unperturbed by the impending sentence. They were accustomed to death in this place; hundreds of test subjects perished every day, and cleaners were just temporary hires. No one doubted that the boss would spare a loyal employee over a disposable cleaner.

Yet Allison stayed calm, her mind working quickly. She calculated the angle and force she’d need to slice a guard’s wrist with the thin blade hidden in her sleeve. She would make her move soon.

manage surveillance. I don’t want

looked up in disbelief. “Boss, you must be mistaken. She’s the one who should die! I’ve been

as realization hit him. Verruckt had

efficiency,

no! You can’t do this! It was that woman —

his demeanor shifting, seized Rowan by the jaw and twisted it sharply, making him unable to utter a sound. He turned to Verruckt. “Boss, should we take him to

“Room 9.”

“Understood.”

bead of sweat trickled down Jareth’s forehead, betraying

the termination room, reserved exclusively for failed experiments. It was known as a slaughterhouse, a place where only the

clear indication of

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