Kept Woman 623 SummaryTheresa’s determination ignites as she demands to be taken to a secret location. Disguised in a stolen white worker’s uniform from Workshop 2, she skillfully climbs over the dividing wall into Workshop 3. The environment shifts dramatically from sprawling workshops to a towering building dedicated to medicine production, with a heavily restricted underground zone.At shift change, Theresa blends in with the workers, her disguise rendering her invisible to suspicion. She navigates the maze-like first floor where workers hurriedly handle carts filled with syringes stamped with a yellow cross—Eclipse Serum, the company’s most guarded product. Her time is limited, and she urgently searches for access to the underground restricted area.Theresa spots the massive gate marked RESTRICTED AREA, requiring a higher-level card. She waits anxiously as a group of workers, led by a figure in a white coat whose identity is concealed, approaches and uses a card to open the gate. Seizing the moment, Theresa slips inside the elevator just before the doors close, narrowly escaping detection.The elevator descends into the underground, where Theresa is confronted by a horrifying scene: iron cages filled with zombies and others strapped to steel beds, hooked up to machines draining their black blood into glass tubes. The air reeks of disinfectant and rot, and the grim sight evokes memories of a transformation she once witnessed—only this is far worse, as the blood is harvested rather than returned. Her power fading, Theresa moves quickly, determined to uncover the truth beneath the factory floor.Continue Regular Chapter Reading BelowChapter 623 Take Me There Theresa’s eyes burned with sudden light. H +8 +8 Pearls “Then take me there!” she demanded, her voice sharp and full of urgency. Thirty minutes later, she stood before the dividing wall between Workshop 2 and Workshop 3. She now wore a white worker’s uniform. The uniform came from the factory floor of Workshop 2. She had stolen it with ease. At first she had thought about taking Caleb’s clothes. He had two days off and could hide in Lilian’s room. But if he lost his uniform, he would never make it back without suspicion. So Theresa had slipped one from the production line. Nobody noticed, because the uniforms were made there in bulk. She buttoned it tight and walked straight toward the wall. At the base of the wall, a tree stump had been cut flat, shaped smooth from countless climbs. Workers still moved back and forth. Theresa studied the way one man climbed, copying every step. She pressed her palms against the stone, pushed off from the stump, and swung herself over. Her feet hit the ground on the other side with a muffled thud. The view changed at once. Unlike the endless sprawl of Workshops 1 and 2, Workshop 3 was a single towering building. Caleb’s words returned to her. The top floors were for producing medicine. The underground held the restricted zone. The timing was perfect. It was shift change. Theresa walked fast, keeping close to a man heading for the gate. When he swiped his card, she slid in tight behind him. The man stiffened as though he felt something brush against him. He turned his head, but all he saw was a plain white coat passing by. Chapter 023 Take Me There +8 Pearls Her disguise cloaked her in forgettability. His eyes passed over her, blind and dismissive. He kept walking. Theresa’s lips pressed thin. She was inside. The first floor stretched like a maze of glass rooms. Each one glowed under pale lights, lined with workers hunched over benches. The sound of rattling wheels filled the hall. Carts rolled past her, each one stacked with syringes. The yellow cross stamped on them burned like a warning. Eclipse Serum. noveldramaThe most guarded product of the company. Every face around her was tense. Every step was quick. The factory air was heavy with silence and urgency. No laughter. No voices. Only the frantic rhythm of endless work. Theresa’s eyes scanned the floor, but she had no time to linger. Her unseen power ticked away. She had less than half an hour. She needed the underground. Then she saw it. The gate of the restricted zone. It was, massive, marked with bold letters: RESTRICTED AREA. Nobody dared step near it. It needed a higher–level card. Theresa waited in the shadows, her pulse drumming faster with each second. Her power was fading. Minutes remained. A group appeared. At the front walked a figure in a white coat, wrapped head to toe. His face and age were hidden. Behind him came workers pushing carts of empty tubes. Theresa’s breath tightened when he pulled out a card. Chapter 623 Take Me There A sharp beep split the silence. The door clicked open. Behind it stood an elevator. Waiting. Another beep echoed. The doors opened wide. +8 Pearls Theresa’s eyes widened. Workers in white coats filled the space inside. Their carts overflowed with test tubes, each one full of blood–red liquid. The exchange was smooth and cold. Full carts rolled out. Empty carts rolled in. The leader stood silent, watching. He swiped his card again. Another beep, and the doors began to close. Theresa moved. She slipped through the gap at the very last moment. The leader outside frowned, suspicion flashing in his eyes. He looked over his people. For a second, he swore someone had gone in. But who? He saw nothing. Inside, the workers ignored her completely. Her disguise held firm. The doors shut with a metallic chime. She got in. The elevator dropped. The floor shook beneath her feet. A sound rose from below. A deep, guttural roar clawed at the silence. Another cry followed, harsher, savage. The elevator jolted to a stop. The doors slid open with a hollow beep. Air rushed in. It reeked of disinfectant. It reeked of rot. Theresa’s power was almost gone. She stepped forward fast, slipping out before it failed. Her eyes froze at the sight before her. Iron cages stretched across the underground in endless Chapter 623 Take Me There rows. +8 Pearls Inside, zombies writhed. Others were strapped to cold steel beds. Their bodies were pierced with tubes. Their mouths snapped. Their eyes glared with madness. Beside them stood machines shaped like dialysis pumps. Black blood streamed from their veins, sucked into tubes. Theresa’s chest tightened. Her mind leapt back to the transformation she had witnessed at the academy. But this was worse. The blood did not flow back into the bodies. It was drawn out, harvested, and stored in endless streams of glass tubes. ConclusionTheresa’s daring infiltration into the forbidden depths of Workshop 3 reveals not only the stark cruelty hidden beneath the factory’s surface but also the unyielding strength fueling her resolve. Her courage in the face of such grim realities underscores the urgent stakes she confronts and the sacrifices she is willing to make. The haunting image of the suffering, blood-drained captives serves as a chilling reminder of the darkness lurking behind the company’s polished facade, deepening the emotional weight of her mission.This chapter masterfully captures the tension between hope and despair, illustrating Theresa’s fierce determination amid overwhelming odds. As she navigates the labyrinth of secrecy and oppression, her journey becomes a poignant testament to resilience and the search for truth. The raw, oppressive atmosphere and Theresa’s unrelenting spirit leave readers poised on the edge of revelation, eager to see how her bravery will shape the unfolding story.What to Expect in Next Chapter?The next chapter promises to plunge deeper into the chilling secrets hidden beneath the factory floor, as Theresa confronts the grim reality of what the restricted zone truly holds. Her courage and quick thinking have brought her this far, but with her power waning and the stakes higher than ever, every step forward could mean danger lurking just out of sight. The eerie atmosphere of the underground, with its unsettling blend of science and horror, sets the stage for revelations that may shake Theresa’s resolve and challenge everything she thought she knew.Emotions will run high as Theresa navigates this hostile environment, balancing fear, determination, and the urgent need to uncover the truth. The presence of the mysterious leader and the strange, suffering figures in cages hints at conflicts that go beyond mere survival—questions of morality, power, and sacrifice are poised to surface. Readers can anticipate tense moments where trust will be tested, and the line between ally and enemy may blur, leaving Theresa—and us—grappling with the true cost of the secrets she seeks to expose.Sara LiliSara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.