Noticing Katelyn’s unusual silence, Alfy nudged the puppy aside and frowned. “Katelyn, what’s wrong?”
Katelyn rarely expressed such emotions. Even over the phone, Alfy could sense something was off.
Katelyn forced a small laugh. “Nothing. I just wanted you to come over. But if you have exams, focus on those, okay?”
Alfy was quiet for a moment, then sighed. “Now you’re siding with my uncle? You’re both keeping me locked up.”
She leaned back in the chair, and the puppy took the chance to jump onto her stomach, its tail wagging excitedly.
She tapped its nose. “Rocky, get down. You can’t sit there.”
Hearing the commotion, Katelyn asked curiously, “Rocky? You got a puppy?”
Alfy chuckled. “Yeah, my uncle got me a gray puppy. He said it’ll keep me company.”
Katelyn fell silent for a moment. Bernie really did care about Alfy. That much was undeniable. But still…
Pushing aside her unease, she smiled. “Alright, have fun with your puppy and study hard. Once your exams are over, come keep me company instead.”
“Deal.”
They chatted briefly before ending the call.
Rocky snuggled against Alfy, enjoying her warmth.
Meanwhile, Bernie stood on the balcony, watching her play with the puppy in the garden. His expression was unreadable. With everything happening outside, keeping Alfy here was the safest option.
But just then, his phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, his eyes darkened, and a cold glint appeared in his gaze.
Bernie stared at the incoming message, his grip tightening around his phone. His voice dropped to a murmur. “Looks like things are about to hit the fan.” With that, it was time to set certain plans in motion.
Time passed quickly. Five days went by in the blink of an eye.
One afternoon, after finishing treating Sophia, Katelyn’s phone buzzed with a message from Jaxen.
“I found the source code for the website where Zoey was streamed before. Do you want to see the place where she had been held? I’ll send you the address.”
Katelyn’s heart skipped a beat. She had been searching for that code for a long time. It was her best chance at finding the true location of the T Organization. But up until now, she had hit nothing but dead ends.
Her gaze shifted to Sophia, who was still unconscious on the bed, recovering from detoxification. After a quick examination, Katelyn confirmed that nearly 80% of the toxins had been purged from Sophia’s system, with the remaining traces being minimal—barely detectable.
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