Chapter 662: Chapter 662

Chapter 662:

When her eyes finally reached his face, her breath caught in her throat.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, nothing could have prepared her for the man standing before her.

His silver hair shimmered under the harsh lights, and his eyes glinted with a sinister, blood-red hue. From a distance, they resembled pools of blood, catching the light in eerie reflections.

His mismatched eyes had a mesmerizing, almost hypnotic effect — anyone who met his gaze would feel their pulse quicken, their breath shallow. The aura he exuded was unmistakable, one of raw danger and power. It was clear that anyone with any sense would stay far away from him. Anyone who felt it should obviously keep their distance.

Allison’s instincts screamed, sending alarms through her entire body.

Jareth stood beside the boss respectfully. “Mr. Shaw, why come all the way down to the basement yourself? I could have handled minor issues like this on my own.”

At the sound of his deferential tone, Allison instantly recognized the newcomer as someone in charge. Yet, there was something unsettling about his gaze; he looked at her as though she were beneath him — a predator sizing up his prey.

She felt trapped, a creeping sense of inevitability setting in, as if there were no way to escape.

After a long silence, Verruckt Shaw’s voice broke through, cold and sharp. “What’s going on here?”

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Before Jareth could reply, Rowan stumbled out, hurriedly fixing his disheveled clothes.

“Boss, it was her — she tried to seduce me!”

His voice trembled with agitation, but when he met Verruckt’s piercing stare, his bravado faded. He shrank back, running a nervous hand through his tangled curls. “I’m sorry you had to see this, but she really did try to seduce me. She’s skilled, even suspiciously so. I think she has motives for sneaking into the lab.”

Jareth shot Rowan a look of pure disdain. He knew all too well about Rowan’s sleazy tendencies but had tolerated him for the sake of keeping the peace in the basement. This time, however, the fool had gone too far — especially in front of their boss.

“Allow me to handle this,” Jareth said, bowing his head. “I’ll make sure both of them are removed from the lab.”

But Verruckt, his face expressionless, said coolly, “One will be enough.”

At his words, everyone’s thoughts turned to Allison. The implication was clear — between a long-standing manager and a new cleaner, Verruckt meant to dispose of the cleaner.

Faces turned sympathetic as they anticipated her fate.

Allison steadied her breath and forced herself to think clearly.

There were fire hydrants nearby; maybe she could use one to buy some time or distract them, even if only for a few seconds. Lifting her head, she looked at Verruckt with a pitiful expression, her eyes wide and pleading, like a delicate butterfly caught in a spider’s web.

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