Chapter 830: Chapter 830

Chapter 830:

Allison blinked, startled by the unexpected counsel. “Thank you, Mrs. Blake. I’ll keep that in mind.”

“You’re a smart girl,” Mollie replied, her expression warm yet knowing. She could tell Allison harbored secrets, and that she wasn’t a simple woman; her use of the roofie had been a clear sign. Yet, she chose not to press further.

Instead, her thoughts drifted to Verruckt. What would it be like if someone ever tamed that wild, unpredictable force? It would be so interesting.

“Alice, I look forward to our paths crossing again.”

The ruckus soon brought a crowd of cops storming into the club. Verruckt, though, stayed composed. He turned slowly and fixed his gaze on Allison.

“You had a pretty lengthy talk with Mrs. Blake,” he said.

“Yeah,” Allison replied, brushing off his probing stare with a smile. “She told me I remind her of her daughter. And she also said I have a tough heart.” Her voice was steady, betraying nothing.

Verruckt gave her a casual look. “Having a tough heart means you’re ready to face bloodshed without flinching. I’m guessing you already get that,” he said flatly.

Allison blinked. “Is that so? Then I’d rather have a weak heart.”

Just then, Jareth limped toward them, clutching his phone like he had urgent news.

“Mr. Shaw, there’s trouble…”

Jareth hesitated, his eyes darting to Allison. It was obvious that he didn’t want her to hear what he was about to say. Allison caught the way he looked at her but acted like she didn’t notice.

“It’s alright. Alice is one of us now,” Verruckt said while quickly tending to his own wound, trying to stop the bleeding. “She wouldn’t dare spill anything,” he added confidently.

Watching this, Allison stepped back. “You guys talk. I promise I won’t hear a thing.”

But even as she said it, she listened to every word.

Jareth began, “Mayor Bill Onett wants a meeting with us tomorrow. Looks like what we did tonight was over the top, and now we have to go to District Three to face punishment.”

He held up his phone and showed Verruckt the information on the screen.

“The fallout from this is huge. Josh wasted no time and put pictures of his injuries in the newspaper. It also says two hundred people died,” Jareth explained.

Verruckt let out a sneer. “That sly old fox,” he muttered. Allison, who had been eavesdropping, furrowed her brow. She’d assumed Josh was the one pulling the strings. But now, it was clear that the real person behind the Immortality Group and Fleeingland Lab was the mayor. This meant that he was the one allowing…

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