Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 690:

Allison blinked, her eyes adjusting to the faintest slivers of light filtering through. Her senses sharpened, and, in a heartbeat, she launched a punch into the darkness. Nothing. Her lenses, tuned to thermal imaging, confirmed it: no heartbeat, no warmth in front of her.

And yet, something blocked her punch. She was not alone.

Then, a low voice, cold as the night, slithered through the darkness. “Got you.”

Her stomach dropped. The voice, familiar and chilling, turned her blood to ice. The open door was a setup, a carefully laid trap, and she’d walked right into it.

To make matters worse, Gordon’s voice came through her earpiece with more bad news.

“Allison, the power’s coming back up!”

Allison couldn’t afford to be identified, so the adrenaline fired through her limbs. Her right hand trapped, she flicked her left wrist and launched a knife forward, aiming not at the man in front of her, but at the fragile light above.

it instantly, sending a cascade of sparks into

— a tall figure, silver-haired with eyes like embers in the

Verruckt.

other down, the faint light from the broken fixture casting just enough illumination to catch the

her wrist, pinned firmly in his grip, and she flashed a defiant

she rasped, her voice altered by

no other choice.” His words

head slightly. “What’s that in your eyes? Thermal imaging?

was as

around him felt colder than the rest of the room, a chill that seemed to radiate from his very

instead squinting as she

did you take