Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 813:

The remainder of the journey unfolded in silence. Leaning her head against the window, Allison’s gaze lingered on the shadows dancing across the dark streets, her mind wandering to Kellan, Gordon, and Amya. Before long, the car glided to a stop in front of her apartment.

“Alice, please take care,” the driver offered warmly as she exited.

“Thanks,” she replied, her hand on the door handle. He watched her disappear into the elevator before driving off.

Just as he rounded the corner, the elevator doors whispered open again. Allison stepped back into the lobby, her face a mask of stoic calm.

“Amya,” she murmured.

Her earpiece buzzed to life. “Ms. Clarke, I’ve been here waiting. Good to hear from you.”

“I’ll be there shortly.”

parking lot and paused before a nondescript red

behind the left front tire,” Amya’s voice crackled

since her move, was meant for nights just like this. Bending down, Allison retrieved the key and slid into the driver’s seat, navigating

Amya awaited anxiously. Her relief was

Clarke, you made

reassuring pat on the shoulder. “What’s

her to a screen showing live surveillance from the

tightly as if mummified, were being hoisted

test subjects to the Immortality Group, but Lilian, the key subject, wasn’t among them.” Amya switched the surveillance feed to focus on the lab’s workstation area as