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    Without leverage, how could he ensure her obedience? He had no interest in testing human nature—poison was a far more reliable way to keep Sophia in line.


    Sophia lowered her head, her voice steady despite the storm inside her. “You can do anything to me. You saved my life, Boss.” Her words dripped with sincerity, as if the poison meant nothing to her. T merely stared at her, his expression cold as stone. With a sharp nce at the doctor, he signaled for the injection to proceed.


    The doctor stepped forward, wasting no time, and plunged the syringe into Sophia’s arm.


    Katelyn observed the scene through the monitor, her face unreadable. She couldn’t quite grasp why Sophia had returned to the T Organization. Only ten percent of the toxins had remained in Sophia’s system—hardly enough to be a threat, even without Katelyn’s help. Sophia, a skilled poisoner herself, could have easily neutralized the rest.


    Yet here Sophia was, willingly epting another dose, dragging herself back into the abyss. Katelyn couldn’t understand it.


    Still, as the doctor injected Sophia, Katelyn showed no pity. This was Sophia’s choice.


    The moment the toxin entered her bloodstream, Sophia felt the familiar agony re up again. It had been a while since she’d endured this kind of pain, and for a moment, it overwhelmed her. Her face drained of color, sweat beading on her forehead as the searing pain took hold.


    T barely spared her a nce, his voiceced with impatience. “Get out of here now.” He had no desire to witness her suffering.


    Gritting her teeth, Sophia managed a respectful nod. “Okay,” she muttered.


    She turned and forced herself to walk away. Her steps quickened as she moved out of sight. Only when she was certain T could no longer see her did she stop.


    Clutching her chest, her face contorted in pain, she could no longer hold back. Her legs buckled, and she sank to her knees. A surge of blood rose in her chest, and Sophia spat a mouthful onto the ground. What had once been bright red was now a dark, ominous brown.


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    Hatred burned in her eyes, fierce and unyielding. But then her gaze shifted toward the cliff, and a faint, bitter smile tugged at her lips. Without a word, she pushed herself to her feet and left the area.


    Katelyn couldn’t see Sophia’s image through a surveince camera or hear her words through the monitor, but the sounds of vomit told her enough—Sophia was vomiting blood.


    Still, Katelyn remained silent. She simply looked at Vincent and instructed, “Monitor Sophia closely. I think she is nning something.”


    Katelyn’s instincts whispered warnings even without concrete evidence. Something lurked beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered.


    Vincent nodded knowingly, his eyes reflecting understanding as he swiftly made the necessary arrangements.


    Meanwhile, T watched Sophia’s retreating figure, mockery dancing in his cold eyes. A scoff escaped his lips as he muttered, “Just an obedient pawn. Does she really think she can turn against me?” Sophia was spineless andcked any real ambition, unlike Katelyn, who possessed a backbone and refused to bow before him. Sophia was painfully easy to manipte—just a small treat was enough to make her submit. How ridiculous!


    Turning to the doctors, Tmanded in a deep, authoritative voice, “Pack up everything. We’re relocating.”


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