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    Before Allison could respond, a new voice interrupted. “Good mood?” A female researcher in a blue protective suit approached, her tone dripping with disdain. “You’re all talking nonsense. The test subject on basement level one is about to be sent away. How could he possibly be happy?”


    She cast a scornful nce at Allison, her hostility unmistakable. The venom in her gaze made it clear that she wasn’t 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.


    Allison’s brows furrowed slightly, curiosity shing in her eyes as she asked, “Who is she?”


    Judith’s expression darkened instantly, her dislike for the woman evident. Leaning closer, she lowered her voice conspiratorially. “She’s Lina Perkins. She’s got her sights set on Mr. Shaw, but he doesn’t even know she exists.” She gestured toward the protective suits lined up nearby. “See how all of us are wearing in white? Well, she decided she’d be different and got herself a blue one. It’s her way of standing out, but honestly, it’s pathetic.”


    Allison gave a slight nod, as if piecing things together, then shifted gears with an air of nonchnce. “I heard her mention something earlier about moving the test subjects. Does that include… these?”


    She motioned subtly toward the organ specimens on disy, letting a hint of disbelief color her expression.


    Judith let out a dryugh, shaking her head dismissively. “Not these scraps. She’s talking about the live specimens in the basement.” She leaned against the table, her voice dropping to a whisper. “The live specimens are what they’re after. A major corporation is backing this operation, and every time there’s progress, they swoop in and take everything. This time, they’re targeting the strongest test subject. She’s scheduled to be taken in three days.”


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    The strongest test subject? A knot tightened in Allison’s stomach as her suspicions crystallized. That had to mean Lilian. In just three days, Immortality Pharmaceuticals would im her. Feigning casual interest, Allison murmured, “Oh,” her gaze drifting toward Verruckt’s 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 aputer, a pile of documents, and an eye-catching jar of candy wrapped in shiny foil upying the space.


    Judith caught Allison’s wandering eyes and quickly leaned in with a hushed warning. “Mr. Shaw doesn’t like being stared at. Watch yourself,” 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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