Secrets Of The Neglected Wife

Chapter 785:

Josh pulled out a bottle of pills, downing two with a swig of water. “Age? She’s no teenager, and yet, her foolishness knows no bounds.”

He took a deep breath, struggling to contain his dismay. “I can’t even begin to understand what spell Verruckt has cast over her to make her so infatuated.” Josh held a deep-seated disdain for Verruckt. That man had once been merely a test subject, stripped of all humanity. Above all, his relentless ambition and cunning tactics had turned him into the fiercest adversary of the Immortality Group.

“Keep tabs on Verruckt and that woman from the Stuart family. Dig into her past and uncover everything about her ties to Verruckt,” Josh commanded.

The butler nodded, his expression grave. “Understood, though it appears we’ve lost a number of guests today.” Verruckt had been a thorn in their side before, but today, he had thrown caution to the wind. It was as though he had thrown down the gauntlet.

“Don’t fret. With the mayor here, he wouldn’t dare stir up significant trouble,” Josh assured him, his eyes narrowing. “The real guests are all set for the cruise banquet.”

“I’ll ensure the cruise is well-guarded,” the butler affirmed, nodding again.

As Josh’s loyal confidant for many years, he was acutely aware that the Immortality Group was a sinister playground for the elite, catering to their darkest whims. Here, the affluent sought eternal youth through blood exchanges with test subjects and feasted on rare organs to boost their vitality.

Through these macabre practices, the Immortality Group had amassed vast wealth, catapulting the Smith family into the ranks of nobility.

“Proceed as planned. I had intended to eliminate Verruckt tonight, but this spectacle has thrown a wrench in our plans. Also, have our people at the White Stallion Club watch him closely,” Josh directed, his voice echoing slightly in the dim study. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk, the glint of his gemstone ring catching the light.

“One way or another, he won’t walk away unscathed tonight.”

That way, tomorrow the mayor would see clearly who truly deserved his attention.

Under the cover of night, the city’s skyscrapers stood aglow with warm, golden lights. Verruckt’s grip on Allison’s wrist was light, their shadows stretching far into the dim alley.

Allison eyed Verruckt’s silhouette, his broad shoulders casting an imposing shadow, reminding her of a lion in its prime, quietly ruling over its domain.

Known for its lavish decor, the White Stallion Club was a jewel among Verruckt’s crown of businesses. When had he hatched this plan?

Engrossed in her thoughts, Allison hardly noticed their arrival at the secluded, dark parking lot.noveldrama

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