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    She looked at Vincent and said, “I don’t know if this is the only copy out there. We need to dig deeper. If we don’t, more children could be killed.”


    The sheer cruelty of T stunned her. All those lives, thrown away for one twisted goal. Katelyn was left shaken. T was beyond terrifying. Katelyn had only given Vincent a rough exnation, but even that was enough for him to feel the horrorced in its intent.


    There was nothing more despicable than harming women and children. And those who used children to serve their own interests? They deserved nothing less than death. Even the most brutal punishment wouldn’t be enough.


    Vincent’s expression turned ice-cold. He spoke without hesitation. “He must die.”


    Everyst force behind T had to be wiped out. If not, this absurd form could endanger countless lives across the world.


    Katelyn nodded in agreement. Then, without a second thought, she deleted the documentpletely. She didn’t care if the T Organization had other copies. Any form thatnded in her hands would be destroyed. She fully supported Vincent’s decision.


    Katelyn remained seated in front of theputer, lost in thought. These monsters! They hadmitted atrocities beyondprehension just to satisfy their own greed.


    But no matter how discreetly she and Vincent had handled things, T received word within half an hour—the courtyard had gonepletely dark.


    By the time T arrived at the courtyard with his men, it was eerily empty. Not a single doctor, guard, or scientist remained.


    His face darkened with fury. He turned to his subordinates and barked, “Find them! Search everywhere! I don’t care what it takes—find the intruders!”


    Even with the ce abandoned, he knew someone had been here. But who? Who could’ve infiltrated this ce so silently?


    A thought crossed his mind. Vincent? For a moment, he considered it. But then he dismissed the idea. If Vincent was behind this, he wouldn’t have bothered to clean up the scene. The entire world knew about their enmity—there was no reason for him to cover his tracks. No. Whoever did this didn’t want to be discovered. That meant it had to be someone else.


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    And suddenly, realization struck. T’s eyes darkened as a name surfaced in his mind. Without another word, he turned and walked out, getting into his car and speeding away.


    Two hourster, inside the pce, the King was just about to sleep when a guard entered and bowed.


    “Your Majesty, someone requests an audience.”


    The guard didn’t mention a name, but the King didn’t need one. He already knew who it was.


    His expression hardened. He ordered in a low voice, “Let him in. Make sure no one sees him.”


    The guard bowed again and swiftly left.


    Within minutes, the man strode into the chamber. His figure was slightly plump, his face concealed behind a ck, fanged mask. He didn’t waste time with pleasantries. His gaze was cold as he demanded, “Did you send people to clear out the remote courtyard?” His voice wasced with killing intent.


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