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?”

said slowly. “It sounded almost identical to that of the

Jareth blurted out, a crease forming

stopped mid-sentence, merely speculating. After all, the timid and quiet Alice seemed an unlikely suspect, yet the resemblance in voice

calculating. “Where

on his brow. “She should be on the second basement level,” he answered, conveniently forgetting that he’d recently relocated Allison to the first

blood from his arm with cold precision. His face was a mask of indifference as He rose to his feet, his expression hardening as he prepared to hunt down his elusive

the grating near the cleaning supply room. She loosened the screws holding the duct cover in place before dropping through the opening, landing with a soft but audible thud. The pain that

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

and aged wood wrapped around her like a cloak, oddly reassuring in its predictability. She lowered