Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 731:

“Alright, I’ll keep digging,” Jareth said with determination. “Mr. Shaw, I’m bringing reinforcements to you right away.”

As the call ended, Verruckt’s brows furrowed, his mind still swirling with doubt. Before blacking out earlier, he had faintly heard a few mafiosos pleading for their lives, their voices quivering like reeds in the wind. Whoever their opponent was, they were formidable — far beyond the reach of the Sanric district’s usual players.

Verruckt’s gaze landed on Allison, who stood trembling in front of him, her tear-streaked face a portrait of helplessness. He narrowed his eyes, his expression hardening once more. It couldn’t possibly be this sobbing, fragile woman.

Allison darted nervous glances around the decrepit factory, the dilapidated walls and eerie silence gnawing at her resolve. “Mr. Shaw… how much longer until they get here?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Ten minutes,” Verruckt replied flatly, pressing a hand to his bleeding wound. His voice was sharp as a blade. “Stop the waterworks. If you’ve got enough strength to cry, then get over here and do something useful.”

blinked in confusion, her lips trembling. “But… I

had wrapped around his injury. The blood-soaked mess beneath told the

you were a doctor,” he said, his tone icy, “you’d

bandage, and

embarrassment. “I didn’t realize it hadn’t stopped bleeding,” she added. The bandages nearest

far faster than normal humans. So, deep down, Allison

his lip in a

sight was gruesome, and Allison immediately covered her face with both

do it,” she