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    Her casual menace sent a shiver down Alfy’s spine, her instincts screaming that the threat was real.


    Just as Alfy was reluctantly preparing to don the demeaning outfit, a defiant voice rang out from her side. “Can we get something decent to wear? These are no different from being naked. We deserve respect.” With that deration, the speaker flung the clothes at the woman’s feet.


    A smirk twisted the lead woman’s features as she eyed the discarded clothes, her gaze tinged with cruelty. She advanced on the defiant speaker and delivered a stinging p to her face. Before the speaker could even respond, another harsh p struck her other cheek. Blood immediately pooled in her mouth from the violent blow, evidence of the excessive force applied.


    Refusing the outfit prompted a coldmand from the lead woman. “Teach her a severe lesson.”


    At those words, her fellows approached the injured speaker. One grasped the speaker’s hand and withdrew steel needles from her pocket.


    Fear widened the defiant speaker’s eyes as she thrashed and screamed, “No, let me go! This is illegal! I’ll have you all arrested!”


    Her protests were in vain; they only tightened their grip on her. Methodically, they positioned the needles at her fingernails and pressed them in.


    “Ah!” The scream reverberated through the room, silencing everyone. The palpable agony of needles being driven under fingernails was known to all; it was a uniquely excruciating pain.


    Onlookers instinctively protected their own fingers, tucking them away, the fear palpable that they might be next.


    Alfy, although previously aware of the brutalitiesmitted by certain factions, had never been a direct witness to such cruelty. This experience solidified her belief that these captors were not mere petty criminals. The gravity of the situation dawned on her—it was likely far more dangerous than she had initially thought.


    She remembered Katelyn’s instructions to investigate the T Organization. Until now, she had uncovered nothing concrete about them. Piecing together her current predicament with her surroundings, Alfy spected these might be operatives of the T Organization.


    This hypothesis alone was profoundly unsettling. If her captors were indeed linked to the T Organization, then the atrocities they were capable of might exceed even this act.


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    Though Katelyn was dead, Alfy had always known the reason behind her death. It was Katelyn’s pursuit of the T Organization that had set all these events in motion. Katelyn’s death had been brought about by the T Organization.


    Alfy knew she needed to uncover the leader of the T Organization to honor Katelyn’s memory and avenge her death.


    Alfy suddenly discovered a fierce will to survive burning within her. She knew she had to find a way to contact Vincent, then join forces with him to destroy this organizationpletely.


    Always somewhat naive about the darker side of life, Alfy felt herself transforming in this moment—childhood innocence giving way to grim determination.


    Though she desperately wanted to save the abused woman, Alfy forced herself to suppress thepassion surging through her heart. Self-preservation and taking down these criminals had toe first.


    The woman nowy barely conscious, blood seeping from her fingers onto the cold floor. Everyone in the room reluctantly dressed in the clothes they had previously refused, fear overwhelming their resistance.


    A troubling realization suddenly dawned on Alfy. The children who had been brought with them were nowhere in this room—they had been deliberately separated.


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