Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 696:

Jareth’s concern shifted back to the gaping wound on his boss’s arm. “Mr. Shaw, you should really get that looked at. An infection in this lab could be deadly.”

The lab was a breeding ground for countless experimental viruses, and even a minor infection could spiral into a disaster. But Verruckt only responded with a dismissive, “Hmm.”

The researchers nearby scrambled to offer bandages and antiseptic, keeping a respectful distance, knowing all too well their boss’s aversion to physical contact. They hovered anxiously, ready to assist but careful not to overstep.

While Verruckt methodically dressed his wound, Jareth ventured a question. “Do you remember anything else about the intruder, Mr. Shaw? Perhaps her voice or her build?”

she mimicked someone,” he said slowly. “It sounded almost identical

out, a crease forming on his brow. “Could it

After all, the timid and quiet Alice seemed an unlikely suspect, yet the resemblance in voice couldn’t

turned calculating. “Where

be on the second basement level,” he answered, conveniently forgetting that

was a mask of indifference as He rose to his feet, his expression hardening as he prepared

loosened the screws holding the duct cover in place before dropping through the opening,

who heard it through his earpiece. His voice crackled, heavy with concern. “Allison, that didn’t sound good. You need

of dust and aged wood wrapped around her like a cloak, oddly reassuring in its predictability. She lowered herself to the floor,