Chapter 743:
Before Allison could respond, a new voice interrupted. âGood mood?â A female researcher in a blue protective suit approached, her tone dripping with disdain. âYouâre all talking nonsense. The test subject on basement level one is about to be sent away. How could he possibly be happy?â
She cast a scornful glance at Allison, her hostility unmistakable. The venom in her gaze made it clear that she wasnât just skeptical; she resented Allison entirely.
With a dramatic roll of her eyes, the woman turned and stalked off, leaving the gathered researchers in awkward silence.
Allisonâs brows furrowed slightly, curiosity flashing in her eyes as she asked, âWho is she?â
Judithâs expression darkened instantly, her dislike for the woman evident. Leaning closer, she lowered her voice conspiratorially. âSheâs Lina Perkins. Sheâs got her sights set on Mr. Shaw, but he doesnât even know she exists.â She gestured toward the protective suits lined up nearby. âSee how all of us are wearing plain white? Well, she decided sheâd be different and got herself a blue one. Itâs her way of standing out, but honestly, itâs pathetic.â
Allison gave a slight nod, as if piecing things together, then shifted gears with an air of nonchalance. âI heard her mention something earlier about moving the test subjects. Does that include⦠these?â
She motioned subtly toward the organ specimens on display, letting a hint of disbelief color her expression.
Judith let out a dry laugh, shaking her head dismissively. âNot these scraps. Sheâs talking about the live specimens in the basement.â She leaned against the table, her voice dropping to a whisper. âThe live specimens are what theyâre after. A major corporation is backing this operation, and every time thereâs progress, they swoop in and take everything. This time, theyâre targeting the strongest test subject. Sheâs scheduled to be taken in three days.â
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The strongest test subject? A knot tightened in Allisonâs stomach as her suspicions crystallized. That had to mean Lilian. In just three days, Immortality Pharmaceuticals would claim her. Feigning casual interest, Allison murmured, âOh,â her gaze drifting toward Verrucktâs office.
From the hallway, she observed the man immersed in his work. His movements were precise, his focus unwavering. His desk stood out for its stark neatness, only a computer, a pile of documents, and an eye-catching jar of candy wrapped in shiny foil occupying the space.
Judith caught Allisonâs wandering eyes and quickly leaned in with a hushed warning. âMr. Shaw doesnât like being stared at. Watch yourself,â Judith muttered, her voice tinged with caution. She clearly wanted to avoid any situation that could upset Verruckt.
When he was angry, the consequences tended to ripple through everyone around him.
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