Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 883:

When Allison saw that Lilian was completely subdued, reduced to staggering like a puppet on strings, she wasted no time. She grabbed Lilian roughly and dragged her toward a concealed door tucked into the corner. Reaching the wall, she found the small protrusion Verruckt had used earlier. With a deliberate push, the hidden mechanism clicked.

The wall slid aside, unveiling an elevator behind it.

Allison tapped her hidden earpiece, ready to proceed. “Kellan, I’ve got Lilian. Are you set?” Allison asked, keeping her tone steady.

“Ready,” Kellan answered, his breath coming in short gasps, indicating that he was already on the move.

As the elevator descended, Lilian’s struggles began to fade. She grew quieter with each passing second. Allison silently prayed that she wouldn’t lose control again.

All she needed was for Lilian to stay subdued until they got clear.

on the first floor. Allison quickly slipped on a lab coat, then propped Lilian up and guided her

in black uniforms paced back and forth, their eyes scanning

of the guards muttered. “Mr.

live on

to block any unauthorized entry. Allison struggled to keep Lilian steady, but as they neared the keypad door, Lilian caught her reflection on the glossy surface. Her eyes widened in terror, and she began to thrash

do that to me!” Lilian screamed, her voice cutting through the air like

little to muffle the shrill

of the guards barked, his tone

pressed it firmly

would be on

earpiece, her voice calm but urgent. “Kellan, the patrol’s

to me,”

building was seldom used,