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Chapter 698: Verruckt examined the half-bandaged wound with sharp eyes, studying Allison with suspicion.

How did this happen? The people around exchanged uneasy glances.

They knew what had happened, but no one dared to speak.

Allisons lashes fluttered as she looked down, tears pooling in her eyes.

The faucet… the hot and cold settings were reversed.

I was trying to get cold water, but I didnt realize until it was too late.

Reversed? Verruckts eyes flicked to Jareth, who instinctively stepped forward to inspect the valves.

After a moment, he straightened and replied, Mr.

Shaw, the hot and cold valves are indeed reversed.

Verruckts gaze shifted back to the research team.

Whos been tampering with the valves? Everyone shook their head.

People come and go, one muttered, barely audible.

No one knows.

Before Allison could lower her arm, Verruckt reached out, his hand clamping around her wrist with deliberate firmness.

She froze, forcing herself to remain passive, her eyes wide and brimming with fear.

Mr.

Shaw, is there anything wrong? Get the newest chapters gαℓησv????ls․com Verruckts red eyes bored into hers, and for a moment, she felt as though he could see straight through her act, through her skin.

She had sensed the mans aura moments ago during their fight.

He was no longer the meek subject 005 she had once known.

Verruckt had become terrifyingly dangerous.

He looked like a beast; especially now with those burning eyes.

Remove the bandage, he ordered with his unsettlingly chilly voice.

Allison blinked, attempting to appear agreeable.

O…okay, she murmured, her voice trailing off in uncertainty.

Her mind raced, wondering if the wound caused by Verruckt had been covered by the scald.

As she suspected, Verruckt seemed to doubt the condition of her injury.

Irritated by her deliberate slow action, Verruckt, who had been holding her hand, grew impatient.

Without waiting for her response, he began unraveling the bandage wrapped around her arm.

The room fell into stunned silence.

It was common knowledge that Verruckt loathed being touched or touching anyone, yet here he was, assisting Allison in removing her bandage.

Not a word was spoken as the white bandages were peeled away, one layer at a time, revealing the injury beneath.

Allisons heartbeat quickened, each layer of bandage making her feel more exposed.

Ouch She gasped as the final layers brushed against her wound, her body instinctively shrinking back in feigned pain.

Verruckt paused, but his gaze remained fixed, as casual as ever.

He asked, almost offhandedly, Why did you come to the break room? Didnt you know about the explosion? .

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