Chapter 1692:


    Sophia, who had been about to open it from within, narrowly avoided being struck as it swung inward. Both she and Bernie turned toward the unfamiliar woman in the doorway.


    Sophia was already drawing breath to reprimand the intruder — but before she could speak, Alfy tore away the disguise concealing her face, revealing her true identity.


    Bernie froze. His mind struggled to reconcile the impossible: that the woman he had personally ordered drugged was his own niece. For a man who had weathered countless crises with unwaveringposure, this shattered himpletely. A visible tremor moved through his powerful frame. “Alfy, you…”


    Alfy looked at him steadily, a smile of profound bitterness twisting her lips. “What should I call you now? Uncle Bernie? Or perhaps — T?”


    Throughout her entire life, he had represented everything noble and good in her world. And now she was being forced to ept that he was the very worst of what lurked in the shadows.


    She had dug through reports, documents, and testimonies. She had seen the horrors, traced the corruption, understood the weight of the blood on the organization’s hands.


    And yet, in the end, it had led her here.


    Tears welled up and slipped silently down Alfy’s cheeks. Her vision blurred, the full weight of everything crashing over her all at once.


    Bernie stepped forward, desperate exnations forming on his lips — but in that instant, darkness swallowed Alfy’s consciousness. She crumpled where she stood.


    “Alfy!” Bernie lunged forward, catching her limp form before she struck the floor. “Get a doctor here!”


    Sophia, witnessing the uncharacteristic terror in his eyes, gave a sharp nod and a clipped “On it” before rushing to carry out his orders.


    Sophia turned to leave. At that very moment, however, a subtle smile curved her lips. The moment she had waited so long for had finally arrived.


    As she walked down the corridor, her eyes swept instinctively across the hall, settling briefly on Vincent and the unfamiliar man beside him. The smile in her eyes deepened, but she said nothing, choosing instead to go and find a doctor for Alfy.


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    Through her earpiece, Katelyn heard themotion from above and felt a surge of anxiety — but she held herself in check. Having already examined Alfy’s condition, she knew there were no serious concerns. Alfy had likely fainted from the sheer force of the shock and anger, her mind struggling to absorb the harsh reality that had just beenid bare before her.


    Katelyn recognized that with things having progressed this far, swift action was essential. She trusted that Bernie wouldn’t harm Alfy — yet the question lingered, nagging and persistent: what if he did?


    The operatives she and Vincent had strategically positioned were already moving, quietly converging around the ind. By the time Sophia returned with a doctor for Alfy, their people had secured control of the entire ind.


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