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    The butler said nothing more. He understood Alfy’s devotion; her pain needed no words. His hand moved in slow, soothing circles across her back, just as he had done when she was small.


    He had seen Alfy grow up and could tell she’d been pretty lonely all this time. Even though Bernie showered her with love, her parents’ absence had created a gap in her life.


    Getting to know Katelyn had been such a relief. But then everything went sideways. It felt like life was just being cruel.


    At this moment, from the balcony of another room, Bernie observed the scene below. He exhaled slowly.


    It seemed that Katelyn was truly gone. If she were alive, she would never have left Alfy in the dark, not when she had cared for Alfy so deeply.


    When Alfy’s sobs finally subsided, the butler guided her back to her room. She curled up beneath the nkets, thoughts drifting to every memory of Katelyn. The more she remembered, the more unbearable the ache became.


    Then, a determination hit her—she had to avenge Katelyn. She had little to go on, but one thing was certain—Katelyn’s death was tied to the drug trade in the slums.


    The T Organization—Katelyn had been investigating them for some time. Whatever she had uncovered had cost her life…


    Alfy could hardly breathe at the thought. She threw off the covers, grabbed a tissue, and wiped her face. Inhaling deeply, she strode toward her study.


    If the T Organization had taken Katelyn from her, then she would bring them down. The innocence in her gaze had vanished. Only determination remained.


    Alfy powered on herputer, fingers flying over the keys. She would find them. She would make them pay. She would avenge Katelyn!


    For days, Katelyn had been gathering evidence on the T Organization as well, all while keeping a close watch on Alfy. She knew Alfy too well. Her “death” would hit hard.


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    Regret gnawed at her, but there was no other way. If her n was to seed, the truth had to remain hidden.


    Katelyn was distressed, but she had no choice. She exhaled, pushing aside her guilt. There were bigger matters at hand—the Ruiz family, the woman in the pce… There was too much to unravel, too much at stake.


    Meanwhile, Vincent had not been idle. He took advantage of the situation,unching a series of attacks against Brendan.


    Brendan had anticipated retaliation, but Vincent’s moves came faster than expected.


    That day, Brendan had his men oversee operations in Yata, pulling his businesses into the shadows. His empire there had made him a fortune, and if Vincent struck now, the damage would be severe. He stood inside his casino, watching his men tally the ounts, even withdrawing all power from other industries.


    A man stepped forward, offering a ledger. “Mr. Adams, all the ounts are here for your review.”


    Brendan skimmed the pages, a faint smirk crossing his lips. “Good. Start pulling our people out.”


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