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.”

the parking lot and paused before a nondescript red

the left front tire,” Amya’s voice

like this. Bending down, Allison

anxiously. Her

made it back

her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “What’s the

her to a screen

monitor displayed a grim scene: numerous test subjects, bound tightly as if mummified, were being hoisted into trucks —

we’ve gathered, Verruckt has probably handed over half of the 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